MIRACLE 8 Lyrics

I got her walkin' in the bank

Ahhhh

Ahhhh

I got her walkin' in the bank

Another head in the bank

Bitch, we finna beat the road

She done came a long way from bleedin toes

Got a light skin bitch

Who'll run it up like Amber Rose

She know I be in motion, it's designer on my toes

It's designer on my kicks

Pick you up at nine, I'll drop you off at six

She wanna run it up

She wanna run it up

Yeah, you know we finna get rich

Beatin' up that road all day

Almost blapped the whip

She don't got no money

I can tell how she rushin' shit

All my bitches run it up on some lovely shit

I like bitches that wanna live lavishly

I like bitches who hand it over accurately

I can fuck you in the bed or in the backseat

When I get a whiff of money, I get happy

Bitch, can we run it up to a 30-piece

Bitch, can we run it up to a 40-piece, 50-piece

Rip Nip, bitch I need that 60-piece

It get cold in my city like 32 degrees

Step back and then I drop a bullet out this Drew Brees

Another head in the bank

Bitch, we finna beat the road

She done came a long way from bleedin toes

Got a light skin bitch

Who'll run it up like Amber Rose

You know I be in motion, it's designer on my toes

It's designer on my foots

The bitch came around, now her pockets like books

We done came a long way from being crooks

Still bash a nigga if he givin' me that look

Aye

Aye

Another head in the bank

Bitch, we finna beat the road

She done came a long way from bleedin toes

Got a light skin bitch

Who'll run it up like Amber Rose

You know I be in motion, it's designer on my toes

And it's money in my pocks

Smacked the bitch bank, now I'm beatin' up her box

She want dick, I had to give the bitch a lot

If I pick you up, we can make 10 on the spot