Bank Closed (feat. DuragDiz & Mr. Genie)

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Sleazy Ed

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We be at the bank till the bank close Money can't fold, yeah it can't fold
Bitch poppin' up like my P.O. Ou in Philly catchin' plays like I'm T.O
Yeah, I be doin' shit that they don't know Yeah, I be doin' shit that they don't know
Yeah, you know I love these hoes but I can't save those

Yeah, you know I love these hoes but I can't save those
And that shit on beat, shit I'm on the rise
Keep it light with the squeeze, see it in her eyes, wanna keep it low-key
Where yo man at? No, he ain't like me

No, he ain't like me
Take a hundred years just to get like these
Baby, give me O's cause she know I'm a P
Lookin' innocent but I know she a freak

Seven days, boy, you shit weak
I be killin' pussy, I be killin' beats
Baby can't stand me, told her take a seat
I be road runnin', I be on my feet

You can do it too if you was like me
You can shine too if you said it like me
Stay in the mud but I'm clean with my white T
She told me just do it, even in my Nike's

Give a f*ck about the price, she can swipe these
Bro said he fuckin' with me, that's unlikely
Charged up, that's striking like some lightning
Keep it a hundred, ain't nobody that's like me

Keep a hundred, ain't nobody that's like me
These are 101, yeah, you cannot bite these
Pull up in the freshest fit, lookin' like a Hypebeast
And money ain't the convo, yeah, that shit ain't exciting

Pull up with a ringo, we not fightin
Round the world in 80 days, boy, you don't sight see
Neck water, but I'm still talkin' spicy
Just like Mario, yeah, my heart where the ice be

Dawg said I hit his bitch, okay, that's likely
If money on the floor, I get to swipin
Hot boxin' in the coupe, yeah, I feel like Tyson
Got your bitch wet, get her phone out on the side

Outside every day, I ain't hidin
Fresh and fitted, but I don't know Myron
Drop the opp, yeah, all they heard was sirens
Take ten, ratchet bitches to the island, yeah

I'm that dude, hit him with that ah-ah
You know I'm that smooth, run up on gang
You know that was a bad move
Hit a bitch with a stank face, yeah, I'm that rude

We be at the bank till the bank close
Money can't fold, yeah, it can't fold
Bitch poppin' up like my P.O
Out in Philly catchin' plays like I'm T.O

Yeah, I be doin' shit that they don't know
Yeah, I be doin' shit that they don't know
Yeah, you know I love these hoes, but I can't say those
Yeah, you know I love these hoes, but I can't say those

Me save a ho, I'd rather cut off me legs
Me save a ho, I'd rather be dead
Me save a ho, I just can't
Always see you on the net, never see you at the bank

What it is, what it ain't, who real, who fake
Drop the addy, bitch, if you talkin' bout rank
You would think it's top shelf, niggas cook like steak
Flyer than a griffin', posterize you like Blake

Bitch, go around the cones, you see me directin
Illuminate the darkest streets when it get hectic
Cost money to beef, and you ain't even got a method
Pressure makes diamonds, and you ain't even pressure

Soft band with a hard FN on the dresser
I'ma always go for the more, not the lesser
Ran into a nigga, bottom bitch, then I pressed her
Put the game in her, she said that I blessed her

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