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I'm gon' walk up in that bank because I can, know I got them bands

You wanna be me bad, but you can't copy me, you fucking can't

Do not talk to me until you make a 100K, a grand

If you is not conversating 'bout money, I don't understand

Walk up in that store and everything is what I'm copping

You wanna hate on me, I guess we got no other option

My music getting better, at this point, there is no stopping

The chopper named Azula 'cause them bullets finna shock him

Might turn into a villain 'cause of how much I've been plotting

My ex been on my page, told her, "Stop all of that stalking"

You said you dropped a song, nigga, we know that shit flopping

If you don't know my name, better learn it, you can't stop it

If it ain't about them racks, tell that nigga, "Get the fuck back"

Can't keep track of my sons, I think I got me some Rugrats

Could've finished school, but I said, "Nah, nah, nigga, fuck that"

I don't want your girl, no, nigga, pass on her, I dub that

I'm gon' walk up in that bank because I can, know I got them bands

You wanna be me bad, but you can't copy me, you fucking can't

Do not talk to me until you make 100K, a grand

If you is not conversating 'bout money, I don't understand

We might scratch him off like he a ticket

Niggas hating on me, but I'm not even finished

Wanna talk about me, don't care, bitch, I'm grinning

'Cause I'm counting all this money while I'm winning

You a bitch, bitch, bitch

Pull up with them sticks, sticks, sticks

Walk in with them Ricks, Ricks, Ricks

Choppa, know it's quick, quick, quick

We might start a pit, yeah, pit, yeah, pit, yeah

Punch him in his shit, yeah, shit, yeah, shit yeah

You know that shit is going down (On God)

And no, no, you cannot stop it

She said that I'm famous, I said, "I know, bitch, I'm popping"

I pop out and go hard

Play them shows like a guitar

Light 'em up like a cigar

Already know I'm going far

In that Benz, we finna swerve

He not hard, that boy a nerd

Why you wanna test my nerves?

Leave his head up on that curb, wow

Eighteen, not a mistake, no bitch, I'm not a rookie

You know I need that cash before anyone can book me

Been putting in that work for a minute, time it took me

I know I got them models on me, I know everyone looking

I'm gon' walk up in that bank because I can, know I got them bands

You wanna be me bad, but you can't copy me, you fucking can't

Do not talk to me until you make a 100K, a grand

If you is not conversating 'bout money, I don't understand