Bank Talk ft. FrontEnd Mike Lyrics

I just popped a PNC, now I'm waiting on three-more

Pop a Extra, waiting for the bread, it hit like a TV show

Hit that bitch for a 25, me and suggs really stay down for that dough

Thank God for that recipe, cause I just got done kicking the dough

If I'm down, bad, and I'm fucked up, don't feel safe around me, lil' bro

Got up out my ass, went and ran it up and I can't go back broke

I ain't never stop hustling, I can't wait to go and get some more

Whatever I got, they got that just how this, bro, shit go

I don't listen to no bitch, whatever I say, she gotta do

I ain't want any niggas out here paying for push, can't say I ain't never do

But I won't do no more, laughing, laughing ain't no joke

Up that blick, it love the smoke, if a nigga wanna go

I take it down, I never spill up

I never pay to get on pop, I handle my own

I handle my own smoke, I get my hand dirty

And if he get caught by a cop, he might just tail on me

That why I step by myself, I do it all by my lonely

I keep that blicky on me, I can't go out just like lil' homie

Pussy slip game, y'all niggas ain't really no name

Y'all niggas won't come back to this city, I be steady just running

I just popped a PNC, now I'm waiting on three-more

Pop a Extra, waiting for the bread, it hit like a TV show

Hit that bitch for a 25, me and suggs really stay down for that dough

Thank God for that recipe, cause I just got done kicking the dough

If I'm down, bad, and I'm fucked up, don't feel safe around me, lil' bro

Got up out my ass, went and ran it up and I can't go back broke

I ain't never stop hustling, I can't wait to go and get some more

Whatever I got, they got that just how this, bro, shit go