Bank Lyrics

I'ma keep on laughin' straight up to that bank

Yeah, it's money in my pocket, call it fish fillet

And all these bitches that be watchin, cannot get a plate

He wasn't down with FTY, so move up out our way

It was me, spazz, and bizzie in that basement

Niggas never knew that we slept on that pavement

And when we caught that boy, y'all know that he was heaven sent

I told my mama, fuck her job, I'm finna pay her rent

Chandeliers up on my neck, and chandeliers up on my wrist

Got caught up one time, the judge had gave me a slap on the wrist

Now I'm wearin' Rick's or Amiri Jeans's, that's for my fit

All these niggas wearin' bust down, but Lil Wicky got a plain jane

That shit lame, now it's time to go insane

Told lil bro to hit that clip, hell yeah, we runnin' different lanes

Skrt Off in that SRT, red key, y'all know me

They say they want that old wick back hell nawh can't get that from me

I been elevatin' all my music, finna go berserk

Niggas run a free verse and bitches tryna eat the meat

Uh-huh, get away from me, all these bitches for the streets

F-T-Y, we bounce out on they block and leave they ass deceased

Uh, I'ma keep on laughin' straight up to that bank

Yeah, it's money in my pocket, call it fish fillet

And all these bitches that be watchin, cannot get a plate

He wasn't down with FTY, so move up out our way

It was me, spazz, and bizzie in that basement

Niggas never knew that we slept on that pavement

And when we caught that boy, y'all know that he was heaven sent

I told my mama, fuck her job, I'm finna pay her rent

I feel like Bizzie, this might be my fuckin' final verse

We miss you Ny'Aire, boy why you had to leave in that hearse?

And if you see us cryin, man, that's the reason, don't ask why

And all these bitches that be dissin, man, I hope y'all die

Yeah, ha, send him to the sky

Y'all know Cheyenne, she down to ride

Lights on, cameras on, flash on

Switchy bust his dome and sent his ass back home

We shot that nigga, made his homies run and left his ass alone

I'm up every night, hell nawh no time for sleepin

The last time I saw my lil' brother, he was leavin

And yeah, we come straight out that gutter, we some demons

Pop up out that cut with brand new Glocks, that boy ain't leavin

I'ma keep on laughin' straight up to that bank

Yeah, it's money in my pocket, call it fish fillet

And all these bitches that be watchin, cannot get a plate

He wasn't down with FTY, so move up out our way

It was me, spazz, and bizzie in that basement

Niggas never knew that we slept on that pavement

And when we caught that boy, y'all know that he was heaven sent

I told my mama, fuck her job, I'm finna pay her rent

I told my momma, fuck a job, I'm finna pay her rent