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Bank Account

Tom Lewis6 May 2021

Bank Account Lyrics

Bank Account - Scott Harrison

Lyrics by:Taylor Perkinson Coleridge/Leland Tyler Wayne/Shayaa Bin Abraham-Joseph

Composed by:Taylor Perkinson Coleridge/Leland Tyler Wayne/Shayaa Bin Abraham-Joseph

Ooh ooh ooh ow ow ow

Wow wow ow ah ow ah ah ah

I buy a new car for the b***h for real

I tear down the mall with the b***h for real

You can't even talk to the b***h no

She f**king with bosses and s**t on God

I pull up in 'Rari's and s**t skrrr

With choppers and Harley's and s**t for real

I be Gucci'd down Gucci

You wearing Lacoste and s**t b***h

Yeah Moncler yuh fur came off a bear yuh yeah

Triple homicide put me in a chair yuh in jail

Triple 'cross the plug we do not play fair yuh on God

Got 'em tennis chains on and they real blingy bling

Draco make you do the chicken head like Chingy Chingy

Walk in Neiman Marcus and I spend a light fifty fifty

Please proceed with caution shooters they be right with me 21

Bad b***h cute face and some nice titties

7500 on a Saint Laurent jacket yeah

B***h be careful when you dumpin' your ashes b***h

I ain't no sucker I ain't cuffin' no action nah

The skreets raised me I'm a whole bastard wild

I bought a 'Rari just so I can go faster skrrr

N***as tryna copy me they playin' catch up 21

I might pull up in a Ghost no Casper 21

I been smoking gas and I got no asthma

I got 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 M's in my bank account yeah on God

In my bank account yeah on God

In my bank account yeah on God

In my bank account yeah on God

In my bank account yeah on God

In my bank account

I got 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 shooters ready to gun you down yeah fast

Ready to gun you down yeah on God

Ready to gun you down yeah on God

Ready to gun you down yeah on God

Ready to gun you down yeah on God

Ready to gun you down

Yeah dawg nah for real dawg 21

Straight up out the 6 now got a house

In the Hills dawg 21

Wanna see a body n***a get you killed dawg wet

Wanna tweet about me n***a get you killed dawg wet

Killed dog I'm a real dawg—21—you a lil' dawg 21

Bill dog want a bil' dog chasing mil's dawg yeah

Dunk right in your b***h like O'Neal dawg wet

Plus I shoot like Reggie Mill' dawg 21

Chopper sting you like a eel dawg fast

I got 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 M's in my bank account

In my bank account yeah

In my bank account yeah

In my bank account yeah

In my bank account yeah

In my bank account yeah

I got 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 shooters ready to gun

You down yeah

Ready to gun you down yeah

Ready to gun you down yeah

Ready to gun you down yeah

Ready to gun you down yeah

Ready to gun you down yeah

Ruler clip—umm— sent a ruler hit

Pull up on yo' b***h she say that

I got a ruler dick

Spray your block down

We not really with that ruh rah s**t

Glock cocked now I don't really give no f**k

'Bout who I hit

Yeah yo' b***h she get jiggy with

Me keep that Siggy with me

B***h I'm Mad Max you know I got Ziggy with me

Keep a mad mag in case a n***a

Wanna get busy with me

'Rari matte black and I got a Bentley with me

I got 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 M's in my bank account yeah

In my bank account yeah

In my bank account yeah

In my bank account yeah

In my bank account yeah

In my bank account yeah

I got 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 shooters ready to gun

You down yeah fast

Ready to gun you down yeah

Ready to gun you down yeah

Ready to gun you down yeah

Ready to gun you down yeah

Ready to gun you down yeah

7500 on a Saint Laurent jacket

B***h be careful where you dumpin' your ashes

I ain't no sucker I ain't cuffin' no action

 

The streets raised me I'm a whole bastard