Bank
D.F.L
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We bringin them bands Bringin them racks out Bringin them stacks out I'm D.F.L I ain't never gone sell Here's a story you can tell I started from the bottom I ain't have no racks Broke as hell no income tax I got my fans up Now it's time to get my bands up Too much money in the bank uh Too much drip I sank uh Smokin that dumb it stank All this gas filled up her tank uh Middle fingers up to the niggas that wanna try my gang yeah We let our choppas sang Shots let off all you here Big Bang Hop in the rari I'm driving real fast A bitch wanna cheat She going on blast Get hit with the heat Nigga not gonna last Won't even know who Ima be wearing a mask I'm in the booth and I'm running up my stacks yeah I got my strap I never lack yeah I've been up all night Tryna get my head right Workin hard On my grind I gotta get mine Workin Workin This is my time Running with the ball Won't stop until I cross that goal line Bcuz this is my time My turn is up Gotta finish what I started Wanna make it to the fame But it feels like I am being guarded She said I got her everything But bitch I never bought it All you want is clout Jus say my name and you got it But they disappeared when I started at the fuckin bottom But when I blow up it's guaranteed Yeah I got em I don't need them in my life I don't see it as a problem If you see that there's a problem Jus meet me in the back And we can solve em Tell me what you wanna hear Ain't got no time for you to drop a tear Hatin ass niggas wanna see me die Is that suppose to make me cry Bcuz y'all haters will never kill my vibe Too much money in the bank uh Too much drip I sank uh Smokin that dumb it stank All this gas filled up her tank uh Middle fingers up to the niggas that wanna try my gang yeah We let our choppas sang Shots let off all you here Big Bang Hop in the rari I'm driving real fast A bitch wanna cheat She going on blast Get hit with the heat Nigga not gonna last Won't even know who Ima be wearing a mask I'm in the booth and I'm running up my stacks yeah I got my strap I never lack yeah Hit you make yo body flip uh Cuz i don't give a f*ck Bust you in yo head if a nigga wanna talk that shit Pussy boy on the internet talkin hella slick Pardon this Wipe a nigga nose if he wanna try my clique I'm in the coupe with a bad bitch aye Young rich nigga finna blast shit aye I am here to save the day Follow along if you know what to say Your bitch on her knees and she beggin for more Suckin this dick and she can't say no If she wants her back broke Just give me a call Too much money in the bank uh Too much drip I sank uh Smokin that dumb it stank All this gas filled up her tank uh Middle fingers up to the niggas that wanna try my gang yeah We let our choppas sang Shots let off all you here Big Bang Hop in the rari I'm driving real fast A bitch wanna cheat She going on blast Get hit with the heat Nigga not gonna last Won't even know who Ima be wearing a mask I'm in the booth and I'm running up my stacks yeah I got my strap I never lack yeah
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