Bankoo Bluez Lets Go
Yea
Gang Gang Gang
Skrt
Skrt
Skrt
Skrt
Skrt
Yea Bankoo and it's Bluez
Had to hop up in the Coupe
I been in booth for 24
I gotta spit my truth
Like it's 7 days a week
Gotta practice what you preach
Yea These niggas like our sons
We the teacher
Gotta teach
Money talk
Funny walk
It get you left in Grave
How the hell we suppose live this life
If we keep playing safe
Smoking all this green
I can't see
A nigga feelin laced
I can never leave my nigga down bad
Cause I got grace
Hope I end it with a ace
Telling time by the pace
Shining diamonds pass the safe
Pass the blunt bout to face
Pass the tray bout to race
Had enough of this case
Got me moving liked I'm laced
Got me feeling out of place
Yea
Been through enough
Get the double cups
Got me leveled up
Yeah
Geeking too much
Now she looking stuck
Now she throwing up
And we growing up
Got us glowin up
Double cup straight to the face
Gotta pour it up
She gonna do what I say
Off that deuce
Said we wack
Said I'm trash
I'm just like "who say"
I'm like which way
What would you say
You taking L's not no Cool J
You feeling lost find a map ayy
You feeling high another blunt ayy
Another blunt ayy
It's the duo back again
Ion got no time for friends
People fake and they snakes
Only friendly to my Ms
Stacking shit see these bands
Look outside at my Benz
Gucci belt for the pants
Feeling hot get ya mans
I'm feelin fendi
Bitches lookin good
But they soul be lookin empty
The money calling so Bluez is gonna send me
Smoking gas I cannot pass
Faded off that henny
Nas - Intro (2023) Lyrics
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Bankoo Bluez Lets Go
Yea
Gang Gang Gang
Skrt
Skrt
Skrt
Skrt
Skrt
Yea Bankoo and it's Bluez
Had to hop up in the Coupe
I been in booth for 24
I gotta spit my truth
Like it's 7 days a week
Gotta practice what you preach
Yea These niggas like our sons
We the teacher
Gotta teach
Money talk
Funny walk
It get you left in Grave
How the hell we suppose live this life
If we keep playing safe
Smoking all this green
I can't see
A nigga feelin laced
I can never leave my nigga down bad
Cause I got grace
Hope I end it with a ace
Telling time by the pace
Shining diamonds pass the safe
Pass the blunt bout to face
Pass the tray bout to race
Had enough of this case
Got me moving liked I'm laced
Got me feeling out of place
Yea
Been through enough
Get the double cups
Got me leveled up
Yeah
Geeking too much
Now she looking stuck
Now she throwing up
And we growing up
Got us glowin up
Double cup straight to the face
Gotta pour it up
She gonna do what I say
Off that deuce
Said we wack
Said I'm trash
I'm just like "who say"
I'm like which way
What would you say
You taking L's not no Cool J
You feeling lost find a map ayy
You feeling high another blunt ayy
Another blunt ayy
It's the duo back again
Ion got no time for friends
People fake and they snakes
Only friendly to my Ms
Stacking shit see these bands
Look outside at my Benz
Gucci belt for the pants
Feeling hot get ya mans
I'm feelin fendi
Bitches lookin good
But they soul be lookin empty
The money calling so Bluez is gonna send me
Smoking gas I cannot pass
Faded off that henny
Yea
Gang Gang Gang
Skrt
Skrt
Skrt
Skrt
Skrt
Yea Bankoo and it's Bluez
Had to hop up in the Coupe
I been in booth for 24
I gotta spit my truth
Like it's 7 days a week
Gotta practice what you preach
Yea These niggas like our sons
We the teacher
Gotta teach
Money talk
Funny walk
It get you left in Grave
How the hell we suppose live this life
If we keep playing safe
Smoking all this green
I can't see
A nigga feelin laced
I can never leave my nigga down bad
Cause I got grace
Hope I end it with a ace
Telling time by the pace
Shining diamonds pass the safe
Pass the blunt bout to face
Pass the tray bout to race
Had enough of this case
Got me moving liked I'm laced
Got me feeling out of place
Yea
Been through enough
Get the double cups
Got me leveled up
Yeah
Geeking too much
Now she looking stuck
Now she throwing up
And we growing up
Got us glowin up
Double cup straight to the face
Gotta pour it up
She gonna do what I say
Off that deuce
Said we wack
Said I'm trash
I'm just like "who say"
I'm like which way
What would you say
You taking L's not no Cool J
You feeling lost find a map ayy
You feeling high another blunt ayy
Another blunt ayy
It's the duo back again
Ion got no time for friends
People fake and they snakes
Only friendly to my Ms
Stacking shit see these bands
Look outside at my Benz
Gucci belt for the pants
Feeling hot get ya mans
I'm feelin fendi
Bitches lookin good
But they soul be lookin empty
The money calling so Bluez is gonna send me
Smoking gas I cannot pass
Faded off that henny
Writer: Ajani Rhodes - Garrett, Naasir Djigal
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Copyright: Lyrics © DistroKid