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letra de bank. - lo vega

[chorus]
money in my face
i’m talking hundreds in my face
put em in the bank
yeah then i do the stank
do pull-ups on a stick
she thinks that it’s a trick
hoes up on my d-ck
hoes all want my sh-t

[verse 1]
me you cannot stop
i’m the toughest in the block
you in trouble with my posse
i tell her to get off of me
that girl a hoe
she still giving me blow
my life a movie, my life a show
hop off the porch, hop on the jet
they out here screaming my name like i am the best
i got racks on racks on racks
i got tracks on tracks on tracks
yeah that girl pretty but ain’t got no -ss
say i’m fire i say facts
if he taking all that smack
oh no i don’t f-ck with that
hop in a mercedes
making fire til i’m eighty

[chorus]
money in my face
im talking hundreds in my face
put em in the bank
yeah then i do the stank
do pull-ups on a stick
she thinks that it’s a trick
hoes up on my d-ck
hoes all want my sh-t

[verse 2]
prada with the homies
louie in the street
gucci on my body
off-white on my feet
wearing gucci slippers
the second i wake up
if she having troubles i tell her to break up
hoes in a line
like i’m a ride
i guess she gon ride
the ride of her life
if his ex wanna f-ck with me
he gon f-ck with the knife
yeah
yeah
yeah
imma f-ck with your girl
i met her last night
fly like a choppa
i guess i am high
pop like a pop tart
throw em in the toaster
how the h-ll is blueface
nle move over
yeah

[chorus]
money in my face
i’m talking hundreds in my face
put em in the bank
yeah then i do the stank
do pull-ups on a stick
she thinks that it’s a trick
hoes up on my d-ck
hoes all want my sh-t
money in my face
im talking hundreds in my face
put em in the bank
yeah then i do the stank
do pull-ups on a stick
she thinks that it’s a trick

[verse 3]
maybe i should stop
maybe i’ve been topped
i thought it was impossible but i guess not
maybe it was rico playing all these games
6 bcl?
maybe it was toby, maybe it was james
pull up with the gang
all hear is bang bang bang
we pull up with the sticks
like we just came out the forest
oh look here the angels come
i guess i’m just that glorious
after all is done and well
i skrt out in a dolorian

[chorus]
money in my face
im talking hundreds in my face
put em in the bank
yeah then i do the stank
do pull-ups on a stick
she thinks that it’s a trick
hoes up on my d-ck
hoes all want my sh-t

[outro]
pull up in a chopper turn his head into a bagel
blood and the floor
and his f-cking head gone
that b-tch was a b-tch
and now i gotta lay low

- lo vega

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