Mr Bank

Yeah I know they thought I was gone Bank where you been busting down zones I put more chops in my home Bought me another whip on my own I do what I want bitch I'm grown Check your dm can't talk on a phone Ain't talking money boy leave me alone These niggas really OBM clones These niggas really want to be us don't Know how to act when they see us Back in the day they couldn't beat us Now they got to kill just to meet us You need some racks just to greet us If you got a plate you better feed us I pull out tracks when I beat guts Since sixteen had that heat tucked Don't got racks can't stand near me I got it on me clearly Feel bad for your man dearly Gun to his ear like an earring I catch a opp chop start cheering Hand on my glock other one steering Don't want no man to fear me But he damn sure going to hear me Spin on his block opp start ducking You loving that bitch but she ain't nothing Not with that talking not with that fussing Kick that bitch out if she ain't fucking They know obm keep Russians No new friends ain't doing no trusting They tried to slide so we start busting Playing with us you get repercussions Yeah I know they thought I was gone Bank where you been busting down zones I put more chops in my home Bought me another whip on my own I do what I want bitch I'm grown Check your dm can't talk on a phone Ain't talking money boy leave me alone These niggas really OBM clones Opp got the drop so I'm on the porch Play with that fire he gone get torched I get him put down like a horse Big chop turn his ass into a corpse My bitch from the A not New York Back in the day Bank was a dork These niggas dead meat no pork and I got an appetite where the fork Dam where the opps at I'm getting hungry Come get me I'm by my lonely Just me and Keisha I got it on me look at these little niggas trying clone me I kill his man make him get his homie Switch out the whip twelve they was on me Can't do a fee niggas be phony I'm trying to gain weight I use to be bony