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part of you
Bout to blow up this a martyr crew,
And that’s facts this is the art of truth
I’m flowing like this the Carter 2
Bout to make bank like

Then I don't debate
Banks
Nigga want to talk but he mad
Cause I got more green than his dad
Well, nigga my bad
I keep a gun in my hand
The blue in my

flyin'-on-a-charter cash (cash)
Foreign whips, dealer plates with the missin' tags (uhh)
Flights across the country gettin' to a bag (big bags)
Pledge allegiance

chalk it up to Atlanta
Thinking kind of fast gotta catch my flight, private charter jet, and it fit me just right
And we all came down at 30, 000 feet,

From the block to the net
From shoe box to a check
When he drop betta step
Walkin off like who next
Fly charter coming next
Know whats popping from

Where did my mind go
I think this drank got me spinning like vinyl
I think the bank think I'm swiping them cards
So I pull up with stacks

Ha, snakes in the grass so it's harder to see
Youngns, they know I'm a star at the beach
Rocking Givenchy and Charter the V
As you get older, it's

down to Wimbledon
Adrenalin rush, feels good to see the villains win
I'm on a bank tour, washin' money
Switzerland, Monaco, Frankfurt, you know what I

that dope across the charter
I'm too harder
You niggas ain't fucking with me
Yeah bitch I'm too harder
Chop a nigga like a barber
Bank account getting

Bad Decision

Chromeo

Bad Decision

2018

the bank (from the bank)
Take you 'round the corner, buy a ring (buy a ring)
You're all up in my head
But I ain't even mad
You make me wanna make a
Bad

believe
And I'm down on my knees (I heard that)

Take out all my money from the bank (from the bank)
Take you 'round the corner, buy a ring (buy a ring)

Loser's Lounge

Ringo Starr

Beaucoups of Blues

1970

There's a honky tonk in this town,
They call the loser's lounge,
And I guess I'm a charter member, you could say.

Since love has turned me down,

I don't have a choice
I'm sorry you jealous
Bank like Lloyd
Pack like lemons
Dead another rumor bringing bank to the teller
Even if I die tomorrow I

Let that shit bang
Let that shit bang
Let that shit bang
Daily trips to the bank
Bank, uh,
I don't wanna talk, less we talkin' deposit
Personal

no time cause my eyes don dirty

She wan know if me cyan fi handle her
Emi top charter
Me I wan to baptize her 
Bend down touch  your tippy toes
You

She run di pussy quicker dan a charter
All dem a gwan dem a just talker

Dem cah face di don
Cauz mi a di master
How dem cartoon yah fi test di author

Throw it up
Then bring it back hoe
Drop top, in the whip I got them heavy charters
Drop top, with her tits they bouncing Vincent Carter
Send shots, with

the Taco she was diggin it
Boyfriend asked her if we fuckin, told him we was kickin it
Treat her VIP, I'll sell my Forces for the charter
My angels workin

accountability
Hey bank teller
I'm needing balance
Turning my speaker louder
Feeling lousy
Sipping sake
Out a steaming Chalice
That pain digs deeper
Than some

don't believe,
That I'm doin' it all in my sleep

Verse 1:
Stage 4 buck eighty white Aventador.
Charter out to Singapore, never been before. 
Pure dope

like JLO, fresh out the project, we had to fuck on the charter
Yeah, vvs Diamond, they hit with no light, bitches retarded
I'm in the bentley coupe, I

a barbie
You gotta pay u want extra like charter
She stayed down we go shopping at Zara
I hit the gram when I'm leaving the barber
Ready to pull up

you'll get popped
Go all the way to the bank no pit stop
Wanna talk yo shit now ya lip locked
Got you a nine but we come with the big glocks
I got

(boss)
Late for you haters even though my plane charter
Suede Bally shoes, true rude boy
Ferrari, 400 horses, we do it for cool points (ha-ha)
Baby, do