歌词

(Yeah)

Back to the bank ima make a deposit
Money be my faith so I pray to my wallet
Niggas see me winning oh he mad Oh he plotting
Laugh at them niggas while I'm stuffing my pockets
Niggas hating on me I don't give a fuck, so what
Broke boy he still beg his mama for a buck
Decoy say he in the streets but he not
Brought that heat boy, make that nigga run right out his socks
Back to the bank ima make a deposit
Money be my faith so I pray to my wallet

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Three to the face daily basis, often, all these people tell me I'm gon end up in a coffin
Fuck it ima keep on smoking on this pack I got it's toxic
You smoke mid you smoke bum I smoke runtz I be coughin'
Drugs ease my brain and my soul keep em' comin'
I could never cope right so perky's what I'm poppin'
Right now I got the perfect itch
Sippin' on that lean now I'm sleep with the perfect bitch
Turned out to be a dream I was really with a demon bitch
I can't go back I can't condone that
Back to the bank ima make a deposit
Money be my faith so I pray to my wallet
Niggas see me winning oh he mad Oh he plotting
Laugh at them niggas while I'm stuffing my pockets
Niggas hating on me I don't give a fuck, so what
Broke boy he still beg his mama for a buck
Decoy say he in the streets, but he not
Brought that heat boy, make that nigga run right out his socks
After this I'm bout to hit a lick
Play a game of tag, run him down and my glocky it
Still look pretty when I'm shootin'
Rob that nigga take his bitch
Dolo mean alone, but I know niggas who a pull that trig
Fuck it bitch ain't catchin' no feelings, but I'll catch a case
Nigga steppin outta line Bet we put you in your place
No I never waste my time, I don't sleep I paper chase
Poppin' pills every night, ain't no sleep until we make it

Back to the bank ima make a deposit
Money be my faith so I pray to my wallet
Niggas see me winning oh he mad Oh he plotting
Laugh at them niggas while I'm stuffing my pockets
Niggas hating on me I don't give a fuck, so what
Broke boy he still beg his mama for a buck
Decoy say he in the streets but he not
Brought that heat boy, make that nigga run right out his socks
Back to the bank ima make a deposit
Money be my faith so I pray to my wallet
Niggas see me winning oh he mad? Oh he plotting?
Laugh at them niggas while I'm stuffing my stuffing my pockets

Writer(s): Mathias Thalhofer, Lucas A Johnson

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