Bank Talk by Ardo Lyrics
Getting to this bank
Getting to this bank
Money the only thing that i would ever chase
Shooters all around me get up out the way
Rocking with my homies tryna stack this cake
Getting to this bank
Getting to this bank
If you ain't rolling with me stay the fuck away
All these bitches on me lets cut to chase
Rocking with my homies tryna flood the face
Number 1 never number 2
Can't be a truce winners never lose
Who else you knew making all these moves
We hold it down on some hair and moose
Im fly as hell in these pair of shoes
YSL 20 karat jewels
That sour boom need a parachute
Get a check and just do it
Stay two steps ahead of my movement
Win like 96 on my bullshit
Live the life they said that i couldn't
Im smoking woods
Smelling hella good
These blunts punching may weather hook
Every chance that i ever took
Got my wallet looking like a fucking book
Over looked still over paid
You'd think i get it 6 different ways
These bill coming no need for change
Did that land now i need the range
30k for this diamond ring
Murder case if you try a thing
Serve the base if i ever drain
When it comes to money i go insane
Getting to this bank
Getting to this bank
Money the only thing that i would ever chase
Shooters all around me get up out the way
Rocking with my homies tryna stack this cake
Getting to this bank
Getting to this bank
If you ain't rolling with me stay the fuck away
All these bitches on me lets cut to chase
Rocking with my homies tryna flood the
Max abuse for a bad excuse
It time is money im taxing you
Ya girlfriend suck me up
Just like a vaccume
In that back room
That Cash rules
Everything around me like my packs do
Flash pass When that bags due
I keep coming like bad news
Im ringed up carbon smoke alarms
Got a foreign bitch
In this foreign car
With No limit thats autobahn
Im flexing on em gotta drop bomb
Alot of commas ran em through the mall
Did it all before an itching palm
Im dressed up
All black on
Looking like the don
Ima keep it calm
Benji dollars papers getting long
Love me now but you gon hate me more
Pedal to the floor hear my engine roar
See me coming like a thunderstorm
Rock alot chains
See the diamonds floss
Im defining flames
Like a walking torch
I just want the brain
In and out the Porsche
What came from the vein
Made me a boss
Getting to this bank
Money the only thing that i would ever chase
Shooters all around me get up out the way
Rocking with my homies tryna stack this cake
Getting to this bank
Getting to this bank
If you ain't rolling with me stay the fuck away
All these bitches on me lets cut to chase
Rocking with my homies tryna flood the face
Number 1 never number 2
Can't be a truce winners never lose
Who else you knew making all these moves
We hold it down on some hair and moose
Im fly as hell in these pair of shoes
YSL 20 karat jewels
That sour boom need a parachute
Get a check and just do it
Stay two steps ahead of my movement
Win like 96 on my bullshit
Live the life they said that i couldn't
Im smoking woods
Smelling hella good
These blunts punching may weather hook
Every chance that i ever took
Got my wallet looking like a fucking book
Over looked still over paid
You'd think i get it 6 different ways
These bill coming no need for change
Did that land now i need the range
30k for this diamond ring
Murder case if you try a thing
Serve the base if i ever drain
When it comes to money i go insane
Getting to this bank
Getting to this bank
Money the only thing that i would ever chase
Shooters all around me get up out the way
Rocking with my homies tryna stack this cake
Getting to this bank
Getting to this bank
If you ain't rolling with me stay the fuck away
All these bitches on me lets cut to chase
Rocking with my homies tryna flood the
Max abuse for a bad excuse
It time is money im taxing you
Ya girlfriend suck me up
Just like a vaccume
In that back room
That Cash rules
Everything around me like my packs do
Flash pass When that bags due
I keep coming like bad news
Im ringed up carbon smoke alarms
Got a foreign bitch
In this foreign car
With No limit thats autobahn
Im flexing on em gotta drop bomb
Alot of commas ran em through the mall
Did it all before an itching palm
Im dressed up
All black on
Looking like the don
Ima keep it calm
Benji dollars papers getting long
Love me now but you gon hate me more
Pedal to the floor hear my engine roar
See me coming like a thunderstorm
Rock alot chains
See the diamonds floss
Im defining flames
Like a walking torch
I just want the brain
In and out the Porsche
What came from the vein
Made me a boss