Trouble in the Bank (feat. Quisi LaFlare & DB Felix)
Yon the Doyen
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Okay the power's in my hand Okay I got it, been the man Been about my product, businessman Been all around like ceiling fans Got girls that know I been the man Plus all my bros know this the plan Get the cash and hit the van Just in case shit hits the fan Well I better keep my distance than I been distant fam Way way on the down low, Lips locked like a nigga on the kissing cam Not man just a mission and I don't know who listening But this that get right Every time that I rhyme better get back If I slide with the slimes, no chit chat Like why you even try, that's no cap Like I don't never lie Couldn't find a hat, higher than me Ten toes still, fly as can be Drip stay cold, I got a leak You too slow, I got the lead Rockstar life, shoutout to Keed Team on go, I like to bleed Slide down the block for some weed Long as you cop it and leave We can't be playing with nothing cause n****s be fronting No way that I'm copping a plea Coppin a plea N****s be snitching They bitches be buggin, they flockin with fleas Rockin with me I get the bag and I split it My n****s go shopping with me She got a disease I told that bitch we not fuckin But she use her mouth with no teeth All of these bitches we knew they was fuckin Off of that knowledge we treat em like nothin She told me to hurry we smoking on Russians He got the pack we gon blitz em we rush em Me and my n****s we was really out here for real She wanna get high, gave her a pill She wanna f*ck, gave me a kill Nut in that bitch and I gave her a pill Ride the wave baby Give me the wheel Freestyle but I'm copping a feel I got her making a deal Periwinkle on my faces for real And ice on the bracelet to chill Kaepernick cause she embracing the kneel Go till her faces is teal Zap the pussy, I'm the waviest eel Leave it to beaver I'm all in the pussy That shit gon have me making bad decisions My and my n****s, we all with the shits We ain't had to stress in the past to get it We been on the path Atm with math Run it up You know the cash is different Vision still intact Magnet with money I ain't really had to try to get it Let's go N****s Nintendo they like to switch She do it 2 hands, she suck and she twist Yon on the beat, we made a hit Gave her some water like DB Felix All my shit hard they be asking for remixes Ho, ho, ho Pulled up with 3 bitches My bitch a Gemini she gave me 3 wishes Know that's not right but yo hoe still gon finish it Picked up some scissors I'm cutting the slack I got a stick like a branch get back Niggas say we homies I don't know em like that Try to run off with my shit we gon blow em in the back And she want VIP so I show her to the back Why she tryna see me I don't like her like that Big bag won't fight bro strike wit a strap And his bitch getting worried she don't like him in the trap Pass it like hut Shoot it I'm clutch Hooping I'm moving I shoot with the touch I don't be doing too much I am the captain I crunch Loose screw but the pussy is tight I gotta knick it at night Slip, slide, that's the slimiest sight Do me like riding a bike QB Seuss told her to hike Dripping that juice and it's ripe And I got the booze on the right Like let's make a movie tonight Red face, Blue face ouuuuu Bitches be choosing aight Her friends choosing too We got the move for the night So many freaks In so many weeks I know they be weak I got it the best And all that it be You know it's DB I'm on the tv They wanna caress See what they see When I'm in the sheets I do it the best She got a ass but she got a chest That's nothing to cuff But something stretch Know what I mean I'm careless at best I don't know her name I guess that's a shame I ain't get it then With these women you know I'm a veteran But I'm holy you know tht im heaven sent Everything that say it be relevant And my pockets fat like an elephant If I need the pack he gon mail it in And if there's problem we settle it I'm with his bitch and I'm telling it I'm pulling her hair with the gel in it Young Seuss got the reign with the hail in it When I hop on the verse boy I'm jailing it Plus she love a nigga with some melanin Hit it once and then I tell a friend Gimme what you owe me Need my settlement Back and forth up on some tennis shit
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Written by: Darien Lowe, David Blumberg, Marquis Alexander
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