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[ Featuring Paris Texas, Billy Lemos ]

These drugs took me to outta space
On God, I swear this shit is laced
Two Glocks on me, don't wanna test
I'm never aiming at your vest
You had to pay that bitch a grip
She let me f*ck for the less
And I'm now I'm bussing on her dress
Her hair is purple and it's blue
I bet she likes 100 gecs
He wants to talk red pills
I know you're never having sex
I went to sleep in a car
Then I woke up on a jet
Then I woke up to some neck
These diamonds on my neck are wet
I finally got out of debt
Let's go

Big bank take lil' bank
Big bank take lil' bank
Big bank take lil' bank
Big bank, big bank
Big bank take lil' bank
Big bank take lil' bank
Big bank take lil' bank
Big bank, big bank

I ran it up a lot
I see it get it got
Those shoes getting bought
I like her, take ya thot

I spit this evil shit church
I been this emo since birth
I been this emo since the tour
I think this emo bitch the cure
I think your emo shit is whack
My Glock an emo, yeah, it's black
My Glock my a negro, yeah, is black
I got like three more in a mag
I'm just like Elmo, from the street
These boys like jello, hella sweet
I'll never tell 'em what I see
These niggas gon' tell on everything
Brand new Ricky's, holding my blicky
Popping the top off, opps look temping
I'm on the clock when tocks get ticking
Pull out that mop when Glocks get empty
Give a f*ck who did it first
I know you dickheads did it worse
When you fell off, hey, did it hurt?
When you fell off, hey, did it hurt? Hey

Big bank take lil' bank
Big bank take lil' bank
Big bank take lil' bank
Big bank, big bank, hold up
Big bank take lil' bank
Big bank take lil' bank
Big bank take lil' bank
Big bank, big bank

I ran it up a lot
I see it get it got
Those shoes getting bought
I like her, take ya thot

Move in silence, pantomiming
I just needed, perfect timing
Got my bitches, intertwining
Lift my stick up like Hermoine
Put a spell on me, fasho
Ain't no reason, I'll be lying
She said she don't wanna scissor
'Cause she notice that I rock
She said she don't need no scissors
She gon' cut that nigga off
She said she just seen your homie
He was struggling on the block, wow
I don't wanna say too much
I don't wanna do too much
These niggas play too much
These niggas play too much
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These drugs took me to outta space
On God, I swear this shit is laced
Two Glocks on me, don't wanna test
I'm never aiming at your vest
You had to pay that bitch a grip
She let me f*ck for the less
And I'm now I'm bussing on her dress
Her hair is purple and it's blue
I bet she likes 100 gecs
He wants to talk red pills
I know you're never having sex
I went to sleep in a car
Then I woke up on a jet
Then I woke up to some neck
These diamonds on my neck are wet
I finally got out of debt
Let's go

Big bank take lil' bank
Big bank take lil' bank
Big bank take lil' bank
Big bank, big bank
Big bank take lil' bank
Big bank take lil' bank
Big bank take lil' bank
Big bank, big bank

I ran it up a lot
I see it get it got
Those shoes getting bought
I like her, take ya thot

I spit this evil shit church
I been this emo since birth
I been this emo since the tour
I think this emo bitch the cure
I think your emo shit is whack
My Glock an emo, yeah, it's black
My Glock my a negro, yeah, is black
I got like three more in a mag
I'm just like Elmo, from the street
These boys like jello, hella sweet
I'll never tell 'em what I see
These niggas gon' tell on everything
Brand new Ricky's, holding my blicky
Popping the top off, opps look temping
I'm on the clock when tocks get ticking
Pull out that mop when Glocks get empty
Give a f*ck who did it first
I know you dickheads did it worse
When you fell off, hey, did it hurt?
When you fell off, hey, did it hurt? Hey

Big bank take lil' bank
Big bank take lil' bank
Big bank take lil' bank
Big bank, big bank, hold up
Big bank take lil' bank
Big bank take lil' bank
Big bank take lil' bank
Big bank, big bank

I ran it up a lot
I see it get it got
Those shoes getting bought
I like her, take ya thot

Move in silence, pantomiming
I just needed, perfect timing
Got my bitches, intertwining
Lift my stick up like Hermoine
Put a spell on me, fasho
Ain't no reason, I'll be lying
She said she don't wanna scissor
'Cause she notice that I rock
She said she don't need no scissors
She gon' cut that nigga off
She said she just seen your homie
He was struggling on the block, wow
I don't wanna say too much
I don't wanna do too much
These niggas play too much
These niggas play too much
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Writer: Edwin Kenneth Green, Adrian Waller, Wale Onayemi, William Lemos
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