fuck a bank

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[Intro] Yuh (You on this bitch rockin' with Patrick) Yuh (Zaan, you so childish) Money counter, fuck the bank Money counter, fuck the bank Money counter, fuck the bank Yuh, yuh Money counter, fuck the bank Money counter, fuck the bank Money counter, fuck the bank Yuh [Verse 1] I said money counter, fuck the bank Money counter, fuck a bank Money counter, fuck a bank Bitch that money, I count hella' cake We don't fuck with Chase, open up BOA And I see why they hate, 'cause they don't get no pape This Glock don't got no safety And I'm too motivated Yeah I got money baby, come lеt me show you baby I got money, bags coming, hold thesе baby I picked up some racks and switched my situation You don't got no cash and you on IG pages I blow through some racks and go in hibernation This ho stole my clothes again I put on my bros again She had co's, so call my twin Des Garçons Comme spending bands Ho, I'm flexing expensive layers She in CDG nigga And niggas ain't seeing me, no way I done touched some green, I'm living too great Knot on green, I'm counting new pape And all of my diamonds, they wet like a sink I need money counter lil' bit', fuck a bank This bitch do some canna, this bitch, she might faint This ain't over-the-counter, lil' bitch you might faint I might switch your timing lil' bitch, switch your lane Bitch, I'm finna count up and never feel vain And this bitch so bad, but this bitch so lame She ain't understand when I put her on game She ain't understand, this shit is a shame And I'm counting bands, I'm upping my rank Cash all over my safe Way too much cash, I'm taking your bae You ain't even been out your savings I do this shit everyday I got your ho on a flight, no delay Money counter, fuck the bank [Bridge] Fuck a bank Fuck a bank Fuck a bank Money counter, fuck a bank Fuck a bank Money counter, fuck your bank Fuck a bank Money counter— [Verse 2] Money counter, fuck a bank I said fuck the bank now my wrist wet like a lake I said fuck the bank, this cash bring us without a safe I said fuck the bank, bitch you know I'll be up, I'm straight Did you make some cash today? I just hit for some racks today Spend that shit on my lil' Ricky bae Spend that shit, I'ma make it right back I got way too much shit on my plate I got too many ho's in my face And I'm playing this bitch like 2K And I'm playing with racks in my face Like I'ma count it, fuck the bank Like money counter, fuck the bank Like money counter, fuck the bank
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- Diorvsyou