f#ck the Bank Lyrics – Veeze
Singer: Veeze
Title: f#ck the Bank
(Flea is the winner)
I know my name, man
I don’t give a f**k about none of this sh*t
Brothers only gang, rest in peace Chop
Rest in peace Q Dawg, n***a
I know my n***as lookin’ down smiling like lil’ bro wildin’ (Uh-huh)
I made my daddy cry, he seen that iTunes paid me ten thousand (Yeah)
I hope you think it’s sweet speaking on me, I don’t say sh*t about it (I ain’t trippin’)
Give me ten minutes, we gon’ cook yo’ #ss like Coney Island
(Baow, baow, baow)
N***a I know it ain’t no problems ’cause you don’t want no problems (pu**y #ss n***a)
Yeah I know you playin’ with paper, I’m playin’ with paper and choppers (Yeah I got both, n***a)
Yeah I know I’m snake and slimy, that don’t make you slimy
I graduated streets like college, OGs say I’m scholin’ (No cap)
I socked the ball again, they told me and I made some thousands (No cap)
I know you not cut from my cloth, I trapped in vacant houses (n***a)
I talked to God, he said he sent me here just to be copied (Damn)
My check’s so big, they think I hit the lotto like I’m Shawni
All my n***as gon’ grind
All my n***as gon’ get a check (Yeah)
And none of my n***as gon’ follow
All my n***as got trend, they set (Yeah, yeah)
All my n***as is gon’ shine
All the opps gon’ end up wet (Baow, baow, baow)
All my n***as hot, sellin’ bricks on the way to the feds
All my n***as geekin’, all my n***as booted up off med (Ugh)
All my n***as said, “f**k the bank, it’s under my bed”
(Grra, grra, beep)
All my n***as said, “f**k the bank, it’s under my bed”
Cut lil’ mama off my team, look, ayy
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Cut lil’ baby off my team, she was just a day old
Space, under my bed
I cut lil’ baby off my team, she was just a day old (Straight)
I’m up, I play broke, this or that, I play both
Sir, do you wanna tell me anything? n***a, no (Nah)
Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid on a fade, ten or fold (b*t*h)
Money, money, money on my mind, that’s what’s wrong (Tuh)
Hunnid days stuck down in yo’ town, Ray come home (Uh-uh)
He want a half, brodie want a half, break a whole (Break it)
I put the mic down and work a bag, bring a load (On God)
Every time Face bust a play, it be racks (Racks)
Every time n***as hit record, it be cap (Cap)
N***as tryna ride with my wave, give it back (Give me that sh*t)
Tweak the stick, turn it to a semi, it go brrra (Brrra)
All my n***as gon’ grind
All my n***as gon’ get a check (Yeah)
And none of my n***as gon’ follow
All my n***as got trend, they set (Yeah, yeah)
All my n***as is gon’ shine
All the opps gon’ end up wet (Baow, baow, baow)
All my n***as hot, sellin’ bricks on the way to the feds
All my n***as geekin’, all my n***as booted up off med (Ugh)
All my n***as said, “f**k the bank, it’s under my bed”
(Grra, grra, beep)
All my n***as said, “f**k the bank, it’s under my bed”
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