Laughin' 2 Da Bank Lyrics

Don't let a nigga try me, he don't even know me

Do it for my homie, do it for La Whoadie

Do it for La, Aye

Let a nigga try me, he don't even know me,

I been out here flexing dawg, do it for my homie

Yea, do it for La Whoadie, that lil bitch a trophy

Murder what she wrote me,

Steady running from the police, a nigga tried to hoe me

But I ain't going out like that,

Everyday I smoke a pack

I was getting to the fucking racks

Talking business know we stand on that

Talking shit I gotta handle that

I laugh my whole way to the bank cause y'all ain't got no fucking cash

I smoke weed just for the think

Might crash out imma fucking spazz

BabyJ like his pussy pink, need a white bitch with hella ass

What you need, you know I got you nigga you don't ever have to fucking ask

I don't ever deal with drama nigga just leave that shit right in the past

Every night I pray to God but don think that I'm a saint

Lil' nigga be who you are stop tryna be someone you ain't

Cause one day you'll be a star and you'll be laughing at yo' pain

Be in the eye of the storm, all these people in the rain

Remember don't trust none these bitches, all these bitches out here change

They just want you for these riches, only like you for your chain

I'm addicted to yo' love just like I'm high up off cocaine

BabyJ up in the club, you blowing up like some propane

Yea,

You don't love me baby(You don't love me baby)

I been out here smoking hella weed to keep from going fucking crazy

Tryna cop the new Mercedes(I need a new Mercedes)

I been out here booted off a bean it got me feeling fucking lazy

Miss me with that bullshit, swear that shit it almost grazed me

Bitch I feel so fucking foolish, I want you to be my lady

I'm just chilling with La Jaso, know we strapped up like the Navy

I can do it on my own, I don't need nobody to save me

If you give up on me now, I'll never need you for the stay

I won't need you by my side when I'm out here getting cake

If you give up on me now, matter fact it'd be okay(Oh)

I ain't need you anyway

Y'all don't know just how I'm living

I can't put my trust in none these women

I been,

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Ah Ah, Oh

Why that nigga try me, he don't even know me,

That bitch she got a body, I pass her to my homie

La Whoadie right beside me, and murder what she wrote me,

Steady running from the police, a nigga tried to hoe me

But I ain't going out like that,

Everyday I smoke a pack

Steady getting to the fucking racks

Talking business know we stand on that

Talking shit I gotta handle that

I laugh my whole way to the bank cause y'all ain't got no fucking cash, Yea