BANK by TBALLER Lyrics
[Chorus]
So many blue hundreds I went to the bank
Russian cream backwoods I fill it with dank
Follow my dreams and its fuck what you think
Chain wet like a fish in a tank
I am too fly to be stressed bout a hoe
Pick up a bag and I fill it with dough
Y'all be some pussies and you let it show
I'm in my bag, you wouldn't know
[Verse 1]
I'm in my bag, its green like a vegetable
Smokin' on cookie and that shit is medical
Face in my lap, she eat like a edible
I cannot conversate if you a federal
Ouu, cannot put trust in a bitch
Next thing you know is these bitches gon' switch
Bitch on my dick and I make her do tricks
Silly rabbit tricks ain't just for kid
You may do it you ain't do it like this
Took a bad bitch back to the crib
Smokin' gas no cap like a lid
Bad bitch got her mouth on my dick
Willy Wonka on my dick she a eater
Open her mouth and this nut I'ma feed her
Right hand and it whip the eggbeater
Bad bitch say she like my demeanor
Ouu, yea she also like my diamonds
Wetted rolley perfect timin'
Bitch i'm grindin' till i'm shinin'
With my slats and you know that we slimin'
Ouu, bitch you know I ain't dumb
Jeans ripped, bitch I look like a bum
Bust it open, lemme bang like a drum
Bout to give the bitch a pipe like I plum
Zoomin' doin' 90 on the freeway
Say you gettin' to it whats the delay?
Run these racks up like i'm in a relay
Pack come in and then I split it 3 ways
Bout these commas fuck the karma sutra
Bitch i'm winnin' I am not a loser
See me winnin' then she start to choose up
Want the sauce then go and mix the hooch up
[Chorus]
So many blue hundreds I went to the bank
Russian cream backwoods I fill it with dank
Follow my dreams and its fuck what you think
Chain wet like a fish in a tank
I am too fly to be stressed bout a hoe
Pick up a bag and I fill it with dough
Y'all be some pussies and you let it show
I'm in my bag, you wouldn't know
[Verse 2]
Talkin shit bout me you gon' see the aftermath
Got me a sack like the QB I tackled that
Runnin' it back on the track like a runnin' back
Oh you got skimped? Well you can't get your money back
Oh you got skimped? Don't come and cry to me
Tell me you love me bitch why do you lie to me
I make the chicken like I work at applebee's
After this track I know they gon' get mad at me
I pick the Benjamin's off like a money tree
I'm feelin' bad for all y'all who make fun of me
When I blow up they gon' ask for some money please
I ain't gon' give you no none of my money please
(Uh)
[Chorus]
So many blue hundreds I went to the bank
Russian cream backwoods I fill it with dank
Follow my dreams and its fuck what you think
Chain wet like a fish in a tank
I am too fly to be stressed bout a hoe
Pick up a bag and I fill it with dough
Y'all be some pussies and you let it show
I'm in my bag, you wouldn't know
So many blue hundreds I went to the bank
Russian cream backwoods I fill it with dank
Follow my dreams and its fuck what you think
Chain wet like a fish in a tank
I am too fly to be stressed bout a hoe
Pick up a bag and I fill it with dough
Y'all be some pussies and you let it show
I'm in my bag, you wouldn't know
[Verse 1]
I'm in my bag, its green like a vegetable
Smokin' on cookie and that shit is medical
Face in my lap, she eat like a edible
I cannot conversate if you a federal
Ouu, cannot put trust in a bitch
Next thing you know is these bitches gon' switch
Bitch on my dick and I make her do tricks
Silly rabbit tricks ain't just for kid
You may do it you ain't do it like this
Took a bad bitch back to the crib
Smokin' gas no cap like a lid
Bad bitch got her mouth on my dick
Willy Wonka on my dick she a eater
Open her mouth and this nut I'ma feed her
Right hand and it whip the eggbeater
Bad bitch say she like my demeanor
Ouu, yea she also like my diamonds
Wetted rolley perfect timin'
Bitch i'm grindin' till i'm shinin'
With my slats and you know that we slimin'
Ouu, bitch you know I ain't dumb
Jeans ripped, bitch I look like a bum
Bust it open, lemme bang like a drum
Bout to give the bitch a pipe like I plum
Zoomin' doin' 90 on the freeway
Say you gettin' to it whats the delay?
Run these racks up like i'm in a relay
Pack come in and then I split it 3 ways
Bout these commas fuck the karma sutra
Bitch i'm winnin' I am not a loser
See me winnin' then she start to choose up
Want the sauce then go and mix the hooch up
[Chorus]
So many blue hundreds I went to the bank
Russian cream backwoods I fill it with dank
Follow my dreams and its fuck what you think
Chain wet like a fish in a tank
I am too fly to be stressed bout a hoe
Pick up a bag and I fill it with dough
Y'all be some pussies and you let it show
I'm in my bag, you wouldn't know
[Verse 2]
Talkin shit bout me you gon' see the aftermath
Got me a sack like the QB I tackled that
Runnin' it back on the track like a runnin' back
Oh you got skimped? Well you can't get your money back
Oh you got skimped? Don't come and cry to me
Tell me you love me bitch why do you lie to me
I make the chicken like I work at applebee's
After this track I know they gon' get mad at me
I pick the Benjamin's off like a money tree
I'm feelin' bad for all y'all who make fun of me
When I blow up they gon' ask for some money please
I ain't gon' give you no none of my money please
(Uh)
[Chorus]
So many blue hundreds I went to the bank
Russian cream backwoods I fill it with dank
Follow my dreams and its fuck what you think
Chain wet like a fish in a tank
I am too fly to be stressed bout a hoe
Pick up a bag and I fill it with dough
Y'all be some pussies and you let it show
I'm in my bag, you wouldn't know