Breakthebank! ft. Tumer Beets & Yung Allo Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
Break the bank! Break the bank!
Break the bank! Break the bank!
Break the bank! Break the bank!
Break the bank, aye!
Break the bank! Break the bank!
Break the bank! Break the bank!
Break the bank! Break the bank!
Break the bank, aye!
I'm finna break the bank
Then imma pop out on you wit' a shank
We got exotic, we smokin' that stank
Turner be proper, I never could thank
I told your bitch she could walk the plank
I'm really sippin' the Wock, the drank
Flow like a river, can't stop the pace
You know that we winnin', can not debate
Lock the safe
I do this shit on my own
Kanye, he talked to me, I Watch the Throne
I am a mystery, paycheck unknown
Bitch look like a dog, she still on my bone!
Canadian cash, like Monopoly money
Your time is up, you gon stop being lucky
She got new titties, she want me to suck it
This Glock, it gon fry you like chicken, Kentucky
I just be whippin' the bucket
We really get to the money, yea yea
Bitch I'm on top, like a summit
I took your bitch, now I'm poppin' her buttons
They wanna fuck wit' me all of a sudden
If he ran up, then he got a concussion
Bitch I'm the G.O.A.T., and it's not for discussion
Pop out the glizzy and all of them runnin'
Break the bank! Break the bank!
Break the bank! Break the bank!
Break the bank! Break the bank!
Break the bank, aye!
Break the bank! Break the bank!
Break the bank! Break the bank!
Break the bank! Break the bank!
Break the bank, aye!
I let my music speak for itself, make the newsreel
I make my money grow up, just like a bone meal
Don't know if my chains are real, huh, but I switch up the flow
Run like a nose, stay on ten toes
Blowin your budget on clothes, bitch
I got the drip like a hose, bitch
You got a shortage of hoes, bitch
Oh shit, they wanna fuck wit' my old shit
No, really, I'm the G.O.A.T., bitch
Flow silly, I got jokes, bitch
4 Milly on my whole fit
I know you know this
Ohmygoddamn!
I really live in the moment
You told on your gang, you a rodent (Rat!)
My wallet obese, I can't fold it
I came out the streets at my lowest
I got a new whip, but I sold it (Skrt)
I put my dick in her throat bitch
Pull up to the bank and I broke it
Cause I'm boutta, I'm boutta
I'm boutta break the bank!
Break the bank! Break the bank!
Break the bank! Break the bank!
Break the bank! Break the bank!
Break the bank, aye!
Break the bank! Break the bank!
Break the bank! Break the bank!
Break the bank! Break the bank!
Break the bank, aye!
Break the bank, yuh
I'm boutta break the bank, yuh
I'm boutta break the bank, bang
Bang, bang, bang, bang
Bang, bang, hey, hey
Woah, woah, woah
I'm boutta break the-
Now I hop outta the coupe, yuh
Sippin' yo bitch like soup, yuh
Hot Sauce playin' in loop, yuh
Too fucked, my eyes, they droop, yuh
I'm in the cut like Mase, yuh
Someone go turn up the bass, yuh
Smoking that joint, it danks, yuh
Fuckin' these hoes like skanks, yuh
Shootin' my shot like tanks
Now I'm in the cut like Rez
Now I hop outta the Benz
Seein' too clear with the lens
Now I'm fuckin' only with 10s
I cannot follow the trends
Now they be makin' amends
I'm boutta, I'm boutta
I'm finna break the bank!