BREAK THE BANK (feat. Camo!, Draft Day, Dc2trill)
کاور آهنگ BREAK THE BANK (feat. Camo!, Draft Day, Dc2trill) از Lil Yachty

BREAK THE BANK (feat. Camo!, Draft Day, Dc2trill)

It's Us Vol. 2۱۴۰۴۲:۵۵

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She on the ceiling at Magic

Pocket full of salad, pocket full of health

Lookin' like a sweet lick, **** around, rob myself

Other niggas besides me definitely get the belt, uh-huh

Countin' up blues, I'm wakin' up early

Pourin' up raw, that dish detergent

He in the game, we missed his jersey

Concrete gang, you know we lurkin'

Razor sharp, he might need surgery (Brrt)

Bust down her wrist, she buss it open

Back to the money, I'm Chapo, city gunnin'

Came in with my dogs, all bosses ain't bugdin'

Tried to chime in on a rich discussion (Yeah)

Been countin' racks out west, Cooper Kuppin'

Fall in the seat, it sit like a bucket (Frrt)

Fall in your city, the hoes start ****in'

Icebox love when we tell 'em the budget

Really because it ain't no budget

I had to take a few L's and I hugged it

Whole gang pull up 20K plus luggage

Big-ass stone, a golden nugget

Her waist skinny, the ass plumpy

First Round, Flage, let's get it jumpin' (Us)

Mudman, Miles, we all we **** with (Brrt)

Head was so good, I done bought her a puppy

Taxi cab, my weed be musty

Dusty bitch, but she had potential, I tuned her up now she can't be ****ed with

Might get a codeine mullet, nigga, **** it

I got a Glock by waist-box, nigga, I don't do no tusslin'

Pour up a twelve of Quay in root beer, this shit got me muggin'

She asked for cash, I said no, but I said it ugly (Bitch)

Ho', you ain't busty, you musty (Ha)

Kickin' my bitch with no crutches (Kick)

Straight out of park, Aaron Judge (Yeah)

Cadillac V, but if we push around? Presidential (Brrt)

This shit been stuck in my mental (Yeah)

I might go up in my interest, what's in my cup might offend you

Can't tell if it was heroin in my cup

It's in my cup, *** you

Uh, Psst

Ride with the best, baby

Ride with the boys, dummy (Phew)

Lean with the guys, ma

I'm the big dog, ma

Five-hundred bands in my paw

I ain't never been touched, starting to think I'm coleslaw

I'm finna plug in her butt, baby girl, take all your clothes off

My bad, off of a lean, I dozed off

Leanin' like I took left foot and chopped all of the toes off

I can't rock no fish bowl, I won't even take all the doors off

I put a bitch on a fish pole, get the opp's pin, we the bowling ball

Show the niggas the sauce, they done went in the cabinet and stole it all

I'm mobile with no roof, gold tooth, in the booth

****ed the bitch, loose screw, G6, footloose

Nigga, your rap career grossed a hundred dollars, get the **** up out the booth

I got cash, stuffed it in the mattress, like Ebo Sosa do

We'on give a **** if yall rob his goofy ass, not one of Lil Moe dues

We gon' ball with these diamonds too, I promise we them dudes (Mm-hmm)

Stack it up, no time to play, it's time to break the bank (Uh-huh)

Stack it up, no time to play, it's time to break the bank (Uh)

Stack it up, no time to play, it's time to break the bank (Uh-huh)

Stack it up, no time to play, it's time to break the bank, baby

First Round, what's on your mind?

Got some cash on the floor and some bitches in line (Yeah)

Shoulda' can't call her, I know these petty ass niggas be pinching on time

Yeah, I ain't nothing like these half ass niggas, I'on even pour half a line

"DC, I'm salty 'cause you ain't call me" Bitch, get in line

She wanna tat my name in her skin, 'cause she know it's First Round time

Yeah, hang his ass up on the rack, that boy dried up like pork rinds

I won't be the one to dismiss you, come get you an issue, New York Times

Had a trio out in Rio, but these hoes ain't mine

Concrete