bank - j5 lyrics
you are now tuned in to one of the hottest young n*ggas in phoenix arizona
ya heard me
all factual… believe that
this ain’t no motherf*ckin facade ya heard me
ain’t worried about no motherf*cking stank hoe
pull up to the spot with a motherf*cking bank roll
i got bank hoe, i got bank hoe
ain’t worried about no motherf*cking stank hoe
pull up to the spot with a motherf*cking bank roll
i got, i got, i got, i got, i got, i got
ain’t worried about no motherf*cking stank hoe
pull up to the spot with a motherf*cking bank roll
i got bank hoe, i got bank hoe
ain’t worried about no motherf*cking stank hoe
pull up to the spot with a motherf*cking bank roll
i got bank hoe, i got bank hoe
name a city a young n*gga can’t go
take yo b*tch and pass her, put on the bang bros
f&n on me so no i can’t aim low (low)
she talking hot girl summer, then she on go (go)
i’m the hottest in phoenix and i mean that
like st. patty day, where the green at (green at)
she tryna f*ck all day where bean at
never missing, bullets hittin where the beam at (beam at)
copped the benz just so i can drop the top on it
i feel like wezzy f baby show me my opponent (yea)
never chasing hoes only really chasing moments (yea)
i be d*mn if i’m eating and my n*ggas hungry (hungry)
choppas with extendos shooting like i’m bloc boy (bloc boy)
all this bling bling on me ima hot boy (hot boy)
mixed the perc with the lean i can’t stop boy (stop boy)
and when you see me, you see everything you not boy (not boy)
cause i’m motherf*cking hot boy
mixed the perc with the lean i can’t stop boy
i can’t stop boy
ain’t worried about no motherf*cking stank hoe
pull up to the spot with a motherf*cking bank roll
i got bank hoe, i got, i got
ain’t worried about no motherf*cking stank hoe
pull up to the spot with a motherf*cking bank roll
i got bank hoe, i got bank hoe
ain’t worried about no motherf*cking stank hoe
pull up to the spot with a motherf*cking bank roll
i got bank hoe, i got bank hoe
my vietnamese b*tch she tryna f*ck again, i’m like nguyen
told ain’t f*cking unless she bring her friend
f*ck that, up the score man i’m tryna win again
spin twice so we ain’t gotta spin again
i po a 8 of that mud in fanta (yessir)
you know i keep them hoes with me like i’m santa (santa)
before the mask it was d*ckies and bandas
she gone do what i say she got manners (yessir)
tryna put the hood on like i’m travon
aint no call of duty aint no chance to resp*wn
bag on my head? n*gga get ya refund
we up and we don’t really do re runs
i’m clutching finger f*cking the ruger
one wrong move get yo popped in ya mudula
feel like i’m playing for the nets whole team full of shooters
don’t play with me, n*gga ain’t one of them i’ll do ya (na forreal)
n*gga i’ll do ya
ain’t worried about no motherf*cking stank hoe
pull up to the spot with a motherf*cking bank roll
i got bank hoe
i told you, you are now tuned in to one of the hottest n*ggas in phoenix arizona
(36 gang in this b*tch, ya heard)
believe that
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