Testo BANK - NMT Niko
Testo della canzone BANK (NMT Niko), tratta dall'album Letter 2 Fine Shyt
Money calling I just gotta wake up
I went down to go shop at rodeo
Girl you know what I bring to the table
They watching me like it's TV or cable
I hit the bank, Cayo Perico on God
You see me you don't see no evil on God
Bitch I'm bout to take off like the Migos on God
Stop betting with me cause you against all odds
Look at me now, uh uh
Feel like I'm breezy or something
About to go dumb
I went GT the Porsche turn this bitch one of one
The seats came red like the time of the month
She know my time is coming, and she don't want to be with nobody else
With them niggas she tired of running
See I'm sorry for changing the subject
The whip came foreign, but that shit usual
I asked Nina for Nina and I don't need two of you
I fuck up the club and do what I'm supposed to do
She wanna love letter but I ain't wrote it for you
Said I'm stuck on the ceiling, highest of point in the room
Going dumb, like shit I got nothing to prove
OT like I got nothing to lose
Heard the brick came soft, am a sell it for loose
Money calling I just gotta wake up
I went down to go shop at rodeo
Girl you know what I bring to the table
They watching me like it's TV or cable
I hit the bank, Cayo Perico on God
You see me you don't see no evil on God
Bitch I'm bout to take off like the Migos on God
Stop betting with me cause you against all odds
Yea
They can't even fuck with me nah, yea
You don't even fuck with me, ah yea
I done went dumb in the paint all year
I been going so hard so the bag got cleared
I done put gas in the tank, I filled it
Product of my environment, I'm the realest
I done cut ties with you niggas and dealings
So get in your bag and get out of ya feelings
Hottest young nigga to come out the six
And I'm not from the six
OT represent them niggas, they feel me
I got no heart baby, this is the real me
I'm popping narcotics, I gotta sip these
Empty my wallet I'm pouring out 4z's
I like to raw dog Molly and Codeine
I got a problem with smoke, I'm a bouf feign
Like I'on remember the days I had hoop dreams
Like I won the championship, I got two rings
I need the mall and the bank, I love two things
I keep the heat on me, but I'm a cool kid
Your nigga stingy as fuck like he jewish
I made a hundred in a week, I won't lose it
Now it's my time to prove, what is he doing
Hop in the booth, go to straight acting stupid
Money calling I just gotta wake up
I went down to go shop at rodeo
Girl you know what I bring to the table
They watching me like it's TV or cable
I hit the bank, Cayo Perico on God
You see me you don't see no evil on God
Bitch I'm bout to take off like the Migos on God
Stop betting with me cause you against all odds
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Writer(s): Nuwh Charife
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