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J'OUVERT

BROCKHAMPTON

iridescence

2018

Take it all or leave it
I feel you

When there's a rough patch, don't eyefuck the parachute
They goin' AWOL the second that the light goes

(Huh)
These checks been chunky
(Yeah)
Dino
Aye
BANK BANK (AYE)
Oh
Whoa
Hol' up
Bank Bank (AYE)
(AAYE) (Aye) (AAYE)
Bank Bank (Whoa)
(Ugh)
(Ugh)

that's always around us I'm sick of the bills I'm sick of the bank
Sick of the politics they won't acknowledge us sick of lies sick of the bait
Sick

reckoned
Unity is our strongest weapon
Watch for the hidden traitors
Could be your nearest neighbor
Do yourself a favor be your own administrator
Knowledge

esteem, backslide
Their black zombie believers
Na our administrators

See how them do us
You see how them do us
Who help them know us
You know who help them

Why do you look for Heaven
Why do you look for Hell

My head had fallen in a crater
My heart had hidden in a hole
I conjured the administrator

My head had fallen in a crater
My heart had hidden in a hole
I conjured the administrator
Of every sick and wicked soul
He said Ha Ha Ha
He said Ha

Rob A Bank

Confetti

Rob a Bank

2019

what starts the competition
Could be stupid 'cause I watch too many movies
Maybe work is weighing heavy on my mind
Maybe I'm just sick and tired

the trap please leave me alone
I get the guap, bank roll
I get the guap, bank roll 
When I pull up ima pull up with hoes 
Flexin' I look like I'm sellin'

at yo' intestines, turn it to Lo-Mein
Cannibal, I eat the beef, I blow you like a bank
'Cause I'm sick
'Cause I'm sick
'Cause I'm sick in the head

I only do it for the ass
Fuck the bank amount
Or a bank account
I never chase the clout
I just want the whole world in my palms
Blow a milli' just

I Came here to make it motherfucking
I hope you came to break the mother fucking bank
I'm high priced bitch what you mother fucking think
I'm not

bank big bank nigga big bank
That's what I'm on now
That's what I'm on now
She flying cross the states
Just for me to beat her walls down
Nigga I used

getting weird, so I'ma leave town

We still livin' in the same house
Even got your name on my bank account
I don't wanna let you down

Why you gotta

God for that
Regardless, Big Bank can't fold it up
Ain't another nigga flowin', who as cold as bro
Quarter mil' for the show, really though what's up

I'm sick of switching lanes now
I gotta stay focused on music and making bank now
Run away, run away but you can’t hide away
You’ll see the day that I

C-Sick

Bloods & Crips

Bangin on Wax

1993

[REDRUM 781]
Crabs can't fade this because I made this to be stainless
The mind is a terrible thing to waste so I leave you brainless
The shit

Malibu on my yacht (twenty-five hoes)
I got twenty-five M's in the bank, no cap, no lie (yes sir) (twenty-five)

Run up an M, ain't trickin' (run it up)

you don't leave with a thang

Keepin' it real, yeah my niggas got diamonds
But they got sick of that shit, want plain
Keepin' it real, all these hoes

You gotta be real to be a 7th Ward nigga
You gotta be real to be a West Bank nigga
You gotta be real to be a 7th Ward nigga
You gotta be real to be

me) and my bank roll insane (insane)
I might fuck around and just buy your shawty
(okay)
Don't leave your bitch around me (around me)
Don't leave your

starts the competition
Could be stupid 'cause I watch too many movies
Maybe work is weighing heavy on my mind
Maybe I'm just sick and tired of doing

[50 Cent]
I hear a lotta talkin niggaz must be mad at BANKS
But there only one problem niggaz ain't as bad as BANKS
Nigga yous front you gon get shot

crash bandit

Need more than a bill when I pull up
You ain't talking no check, boy shut up
All gas, propane when I fill up
Leave you sick to your