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TK: Woah, whats happening here?
DB

Bitch's take it easy l money in the bank
Wkha nta mqawd anbqa dima tal3 lwl fi rank
3qli mcharge galbi ktar l tferg3 tsm3 big bang
Makan3rfk la nta

(Refrão)

Money bank ""money bank""
bitch safa quer se envolver com minha gang ""com minha gang""
cf beach BDF DB Gang ""db gang""
compro Louis

playing we still on top free d-man free banks free pop
I want the tris Babyjoee want the wock got a switch on the Glock when i shoot i can't Stop
Nigga stop

Call up Db, woke up got some money Get that bread, fuck that cheese, can't go like a dummy They like how you get new motion, that boy
up to something

hearses
Don't pass me no pills just pass me that liquor
These niggas gonna feel these verses
D.B Cooper my money I'm robbing the bank
I'm a slide her that

prepared
Feel like a bunny with all of these carrots
All this shit that I do at the bank be fraudulent
I get that pack and I'm servin' the populace
OD'd

a track with six wheelers just for my own entertainment
I rhyme like I make a paycheck, but write with lines from the basement
The bank ain't giving no

Nigga you ain't
Have me laughin' all the way to the bank
L-O-L, A-M-B, O R at the Gini baby
Had the chop the top off that bitch
Just so they can see

way too drunk
Too high that I can't go up
Fuck the bank till the bank go bust
Made her wait and she still gon' come
Face gone I'ma face this blunt
Like

I'm getting these racks all day
Slide on yo block cascade
Locked in the booth with the db
Not the drake
You can get shot in your face
Walk down nigga
We

Oh it's cheaper by the dozen i need three plus
Aye, Lil Flame
Bitch i'm all about a bag but I aint DB
Aye, you aint really ballin', you in the D league

the unloved
Over the broken
He waved His healing hand to the blind
Depressed and anxious folk
Now I gotta spread this message
DB's outspoken
Winning the lost

catching plays like a DB
Nigga keep playing with me
Aye
Imma leave em 9 feet deep
Shot that nigga in the back and now he feel like he Ricky
And when I ride

time to reflect shorty upset
Some just sent me a sign
Bigger picture big bank big moves
DB just waiting in line
Hate time we lit
She threw it back

chemist runs
PTSD got me feeling a way
ADHD I'm distracted and dazed
GHB in my cup this ain't drank
Disrespect DB it's GBH
Still trying to work out my

on a jet
No disrespect to all my exes, I had to leave your ass alone
Play the field like I'm DB, I'm really demon in that mode
I can never trust a ho, they

I'm like, Pour up, drank
Smoke up, dank
Cash out, racks
Got money in the bank
I'm like, Pour up, drank
Smoke up, dank
Cash out, racks
Got money in

Ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, southside money man
This is sack city money man Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, I just broke the bank, nigga The broddy set the play with it

em up like bingo
Ay it's DB on the beat hoe
Ay she dancing freaky with her knees low
Yeah mmm she a freaky one
Little tease she a sneaky one
Dad says

give a damn
You can talk about me
Put in on for da land you know Smc
Everybody know we tryna get the money
I'm headin to the bank laughing like it's

understand what I am saying 
I might move to fast 
Juss kno that I’ll never leave trace 

I got that game from pops
Shot out to that db miles away 
Fuck that

they mean when they say they iced out
These niggas to lame and they fading out
Got them a few chains and they made it out
I'm all in they lane like a DB

RB, Rimey Bianco or Robin Banks
Came up off CCs not Zs, still get Cali weed in vacuum packs
‘Nuff lessons I learnt from these streets
Trust me, never