BANK Lyrics

(Lickin' taints, AGHH)

Bars, we got the gold bars

Straw n Alt, cleanin' out the vault

Take what's ours, hittin' top charts

Makin' bank, makin' bank

Count it up and let it rain

I work at a BANK

Lil bitch tried to take my job

Didn't like it when I said that I was goin' far

Bout to let her know

Everybody knows

You a piece of shit

You gonna have to deal with what you have done, bitch

Nose pierced, hand tatts

I don't give a fuck

I'm so relevant, intelligent

Ima fuck it up, cuh

I know what to do

Take note, when I'm in this bitch

Deadlines, no sweat

Ima finish quick

No shit, handle it

I get on it like a tick

A1 arithmetic

Times two, yous a bitch

But we trapped up in a cubical

And that is not my style

But I'll stack that easy cash

So I'mma stay here for a while

Cuz my fingers don't get dirty

Chop an email getting wordy

My girl and I laughing

At a chick who got a little flirty

Flip a birdie at the fuckers who be sitting at the top

CEO of makin' money while we workin' nonstop

Bars, we got the gold bars

Straw n Alt, cleanin' out the vault,

Take what's ours, hittin' top charts

Makin' bank, makin' bank

Count it up and let it rain

I work at a bank, fuck ya think?

Rollin' dank

R-R-Rufflin' your feathers

Bucket full of chicken wings

Here comes the trouble, make it double

Jesse James we getting loud

Got some truffles in my duffel

Hope them pigs don't sniff it out

Now, harmonize fengshui

Life comin' undone

Nothin' comin' my way

What's the 411

On that 401k

Just a couple young guns

Gettin' paid, prayin' to the sun

And dodgin' shade

Y'all livin' in a cave

I'm makin' shadows of you puppets

Fuck the critics, tell 'em stuff it

Call 'em crickets cause they buggin'

Boy you lame as fuck

Flip the digit, tell 'em stick it

Then get back to politicin'

With some critter kickin' bigots

Tootsie pop, the way she lick it

Sloppy top, she got me grippin'

She got the wap, that pussy drippin' (Ugh)

But I ain't trippin'

Said she wants some hanky panky

With a lanky mother fucker

Bitch, I work at a bank

Fuck ya think, I'm crunchin' numbers?

Have ya, have ya ever freaked

With a full blown geek?

Have ya, have ya ever freaked

With a full blown geek?

Th-th-think I'm tweakin' now

But y'all ain't seen me at my peak

Wrote this song in twenty minutes

Probably drop it next week

Like to burn then I turn it

That's another new leaf

Mary comin' back around

That's another motif

I've been underground

Rock bottom I've been down

Locked in but I got out

Bouta show y'all what we bout

Bitch I'm out