D.F.L - Bank Lyrics

We bringin them bands
Bringin them racks out
Bringin them stacks out

I'm D.F.L
I ain't never gone sell
Here's a story you can tell

I started from the bottom I ain't have no racks
Broke as hell no income tax

I got my fans up
Now it's time to get my bands up

Too much money in the bank uh
Too much drip I sank uh
Smokin that dumb it stank
All this gas filled up her tank uh

Middle fingers up to the niggas that wanna try my gang yeah
We let our choppas sang
Shots let off all you here Big Bang

Hop in the rari
I'm driving real fast
A bitch wanna cheat
She going on blast
Get hit with the heat
Nigga not gonna last
Won't even know who
Ima be wearing a mask

I'm in the booth and I'm running up my stacks yeah
I got my strap I never lack yeah

I've been up all night
Tryna get my head right
Workin hard
On my grind
I gotta get mine
Workin
Workin
This is my time
Running with the ball
Won't stop until I cross that goal line
Bcuz this is my time

My turn is up
Gotta finish what I started
Wanna make it to the fame
But it feels like I am being guarded
She said I got her everything
But bitch I never bought it
All you want is clout
Jus say my name and you got it

But they disappeared when I started at the f*ckin bottom
But when I blow up it's guaranteed
Yeah I got em
I don't need them in my life
I don't see it as a problem
If you see that there's a problem
Jus meet me in the back
And we can solve em

Tell me what you wanna hear
Ain't got no time for you to drop a tear
Hatin ass niggas wanna see me die
Is that suppose to make me cry

Bcuz y'all haters will never kill my vibe

Too much money in the bank uh
Too much drip I sank uh
Smokin that dumb it stank
All this gas filled up her tank uh

Middle fingers up to the niggas that wanna try my gang yeah
We let our choppas sang
Shots let off all you here Big Bang

Hop in the rari
I'm driving real fast
A bitch wanna cheat
She going on blast
Get hit with the heat
Nigga not gonna last
Won't even know who
Ima be wearing a mask

I'm in the booth and I'm running up my stacks yeah
I got my strap I never lack yeah

Hit you make yo body flip uh
Cuz i don't give a f*ck
Bust you in yo head if a nigga wanna talk that shit
Pussy boy on the internet talkin hella slick
Pardon this
Wipe a nigga nose if he wanna try my clique

I'm in the coupe with a bad bitch aye
Young rich nigga finna blast shit aye
I am here to save the day
Follow along if you know what to say

Your bitch on her knees and she beggin for more
Suckin this dick and she can't say no

If she wants her back broke
Just give me a call

Too much money in the bank uh
Too much drip I sank uh
Smokin that dumb it stank
All this gas filled up her tank uh

Middle fingers up to the niggas that wanna try my gang yeah
We let our choppas sang
Shots let off all you here Big Bang

Hop in the rari
I'm driving real fast
A bitch wanna cheat
She going on blast
Get hit with the heat
Nigga not gonna last
Won't even know who
Ima be wearing a mask

I'm in the booth and I'm running up my stacks yeah
I got my strap I never lack yeah