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letra de bank account (remix) - icy narco

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[intro]
yummy
you know what i’m saying, ha
ya digg

[verse]
she sniffing that c0ke on my d-ck
i pull up with stendos and sh-t (bow)
snowflakes all up on her t-ts (what)
snowflakes all up on her t-ts (gang)
she sniffing that c0ke on my d-ck
i pull up with stendos and sh-t (bang)
why you pretendin’ this sh-t? ([?])
n-gga, you cappin’ and sh-t (d-mn)
i got a benz on my wrist (woah)
i’m in a benz with your b-tch ([?])
she was begging for a pic (okay)
you can’t even chill with me, b-tch (gang)
chain yellow like p-ss (gang)
i put my d-ck in her mouth (woah)
she was just begging for clout (yeah)
i’m all people talk about
i got so much money, i don’t know how to spend it (woah)
shawty give me neck like a mother f-cking pendant (okay)
don’t let no-one in my gang, n-gga, i’m selective
every time i go out, yeah they treat me like a legend
they look up to me
cause they know that i got the keys (okay)
treat me just like mvp (gang)
i’m in the vip with your b-tch ([?])
imma go give her some d-ck (okay)
i treat the b-tch like a dog (d-mn)
n-gga, you know that i’m rough
all of my n-ggas, they tough (bow-bow)
imma stop playing with these n-ggas (uh)
imma start k!lling these n-ggas (bow-bow-bow-bow)
is this the party, or toilet?
pull up and sh-t on these n-ggas (d-mn)
imma stop playing with these n-ggas (gang)
imma start k!lling these n-ggas (okay)
is this the party, or toilet?
pull up and sh-t on these n-ggas
i wanna shoot and fight (bow)
let a lil n-gga get right (bow-bow)
i wanna shoot and fight (bow)
let a lil n-gga get right (bow-bow)
trust you?
b-tch i can’t even trust myself
love you?
b-tch i can’t even love myself
f-ck you
yeah you toting pistols, but you know you won’t shoot (ooh)
swear to f-cking god, i’ll k!ll everyone in your crew (gang)
she my jigga-boo (okay)
she don’t f-ck with you (okay)
i was in that f-cking cell for way before that
let me speak
i told my mama get that money, get me out this week (mama)
i was kicking doors down so my family could eat (dat way)
baby, i’m a rockstar, i don’t need to answer to your calls now, yuh
i’m on tour in the bus f-cking b-tches that i don’t even know they’re f-cking names
these b-tches, they don’t know me, but know i got fame, yeah (pineapple gang)
and i need to ease the pain, so i sip on bl–dy shame

[outro]
yuh
yu-uh
yuh
yu-uh

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