Open A Bank

Money is not everything, nigga, get over shit, nigga, money is not everything, nigga, everything is not money and money is not everything, you see what I'm sayin'? Me and Jack finna open up a bank.

Put the gun in his face, open up the safe. We talkin' pints of Quake, I drink one a day.

Your bitch say you treat her bad, she finna run away. You drunk so much bullshit lean, his stomach fade.

You want a verse from me, give me a hundred K. Right now I'm in an Escalade with my Uncle

Tay, with my nephew Tay. I seen some dusty hoes, they got swept away.

Mike pulled off with the Glock, but I kept the K.

I'm off a Xanax, finna wreck the race. I did some amazing shit yesterday.

Yesterday she let me fuck, I'm gettin' head today. You can't find a nigga turnt as me 'cause

I said you can't. Bitch, I said you ain't.

I broke the bitch heart and I left her gang. You can't shit talk like me, you a featherweight. You said you wrote me when

I went to prison, what the letter say?

I hate hoes whose names start with the letter A. Told the lean man to pull up and let me test the drank.

Huh, I got a dub for any nigga that could mess with Trey.

You want everything out the pot, then take an extra scrape. Huh, I will shoot you in your shit, I'm not gon' hesitate.

Fuck is niggas on? It's not gon' take a song to set the record straight.

Hmm, my bitch and my wrist the same, they both got ice chips.

I'll take a nigga shit fast, I do my heist quick. Huh, you say my name, I'm bringin' pain, I'm not gon' type shit. If

I press this shit, it light the whole room up like a light switch.

Hmm, yesterday I hit three hoes, now my dick hurt. You can only call my phone to make a big purchase.

I be too high, sometimes my phone don't even get touches.

Like thirty and ain't got thirty thousand, you should've been workin'.

Like, GM probably got a spot for you. Time don't wait on nobody, it's not gon' stop for you. Lil' bro just got a

CPL, I got a Glock for him. If she had a little more ass, I would've popped shorty.

You got a penetration, I got a pop for you. Rio is not goin' bankrupt, I'm not

Scott Storch. He went against this shit, then he got torched.

He drove to Michigan and got shot for it. Broke a boat down to three fives, these not quarters. Ain't no

Quake pints comin' this week 'cause it's on backorder.

I got some real scripts with the black border. He put my brother in a pack and got smacked for it.

I know where the Wock's at, I'm finna snatch four. I stand on business so much, my calves sore.

I hit her from the back, now her back sore.

I got a lot of racks and I don't act poor. Nah, I'm not a type nigga.

I got a gun and KB got a gun, I won't fight with you. I know he put his hands on his hoes 'cause he light-skinned it.

Twelve hundred for the pants, they not tight-fitted. They was loose fit.

You know that nigga shot your brother, you ain't do shit.

Mickey D's the first on my list, don't go to Ruth Chris.

The whole ship sunk, he had loose lips. This bitch look like a toothpick.

Matter fact, I'm trippin', she too thick. I got a new bitch. I threw the old Glock,

I got a new switch. I got two clips.

I can fuck a bitch good 'cause I got two hips. I hit roll.

Fucked the bitch so long, now my dick swole.

I'll never wear no motherfuckin' big clothes.

I just bought my daughter Rick clothes and Gucci clothes and Louis clothes. I never fucked a bitch in her booty hole.

I made a lot of money out the studio. I, I got eight thousand dollars, all twenties, that's a dookie roll.