BANK

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, get in there, get in there, get in there, uh Get in there, get in there, get in there, uh, get in there [Chorus: ATL Smook] Racks on me just like a bank Racks on me just like a bank Racks on me just like a bank Racks on me just like a bank Racks on me just like a bank Racks on me just like a bank Racks on me just like a bank Racks on me just like a bank My shooter pull up in a tank Know you ain't having no rank I'm smoking on za and it stank I got some gas in the tank I spent a thousand on drank I spеnt a thousand on Dior Racks on me just like a bank Racks on me just likе a bank [Verse 1: ATL Smook] All of my pockets stuffed-crust Yellow Lamborghini, like 'tuss VS1 diamonds they bussin, yeah Diamonds real wet like a slut Like a squirrel, just want me a nut I'm a loose screw, probably wouldn't trust V8 motor nigga, eat dust I freestyle and light up a cuz Blue hundreds on me banging cuz I'm pouring red lean, I sip blood Balenci' boot steppin' in mud I'm a slimy lil nigga, free Thug I got a cougar bitch, she look like Vivaca Fox Just like Mike Tyson, I just want the box The coupe in sports mode, just like some [?] They know I'm wavy, I pop it a lot Talk about Saks Fifth, I shop it a lot Taking risks, gamble my life, yeah, a lot Going all in, yeah I been whole pot [?] the FN, it gon' take off his top Fffff, beep, that's the money counter counting the guap Rrrrr, that me pullin up in brand new Trackhawk [Chorus: ATL Smook] Racks on me just like a bank Racks on me just like a bank Racks on me just like a bank Racks on me just like a bank Racks on me just like a bank Racks on me just like a bank Racks on me just like a bank Racks on me just like a bank My shooter pull up in a tank Know you ain't having no rank I'm smoking on za and it stank I got some gas in the tank I spent a thousand on drank I spent a thousand on Dior Racks on me just like a bank Racks on me just like a bank [Verse 2: Tony Shhnow] All of my pockets stuffed-crust Jimmy boy cuts, ice crush Racks on me just like a bank I spent a thousand on Bape I spent a thousand on 'tussin in ones, show me what you gon' do for the paper Racks on me just like a bank I gotta slow down on the drank I just mix the gumbo with the [?] and I'm having more propane than many King Hank I could try to be faith, but I can't & you sober right now, but I ain't I just scored up exotic, they smell when I'm walkin through, I blow the gas, not the vape And your bitch stick to me like tape I might fuck around give her a tape I'm smoking mimosa, I'm drinking mimosa, so I flew out the bay eating crepes I just bust a bad butt, she say grace She stingy with head, she stank face My shooter cock back till it crank, I just pulled up with X when we ride in that tank I'm smoking exotic, it stank, yo bitch wanna fuck the gang cause we got bank [Chorus: ATL Smook] Racks on me just like a bank Racks on me just like a bank Racks on me just like a bank Racks on me just like a bank Racks on me just like a bank Racks on me just like a bank Racks on me just like a bank Racks on me just like a bank My shooter pull up in a tank Know you ain't having no rank I'm smoking on za and it stank I got some gas in the tank I spent a thousand on drank I spent a thousand on Dior Racks on me just like a bank Racks on me just like a bank