letra de bank of america - vonte* (rapper)
[hook]
b-o-a, yea, let’s hit b-o-a
gotta bad b-tch in m-i-a
might touchdown up in m-i-a
and why this lil’ boy in my way
get that lil’ boy out the way
try me, you might die today
please don’t talk down on my name, ha
took a long time to live this way
took a long time to get this pay
call my bro, he bring that k
up that pole right at yo face
ha, ha, what you say
please don’t try, try, you might die today
see my name and they gon’ hate
i get money so that’s okay
i do sh-t that that boy can’t
takeoff in that lfa
ha, ha, this sh-t here insane
ha, ha, you not in my lane
[verse]
we at the top okay
beam on the glock, okay
lil’ boy where you stay?
come outside and play
flex on me, flex on me
ha, no you can’t
she wanna s-x on me, s-x on me
ha, girl no way
lets go hit up b-o-a
baby girl i need my pay
okay yea, okay yea, okay
i f-ck that b-tch in the function
call up my slatt for the punches
bag on me yea i need me a hunnid
nat on me and she tryna hunch me
she tryna f-ck me, she tryna suck me
yea sipping on dope, yea, sipping on bubbly, yea
good gas this sh-t musty
fat ass and she busty
cuffing that thot, lil’ boy she busted
that lil’ hoe, she dusty
slimey boy, don’t trust me
don’t give a f-ck bout repercussions
gotta big ass drum this no percussion
in love with the money, no crushing yea
f-ckin’ that b-tch, now she cussing yea
popping that sh-t lemme touch it
do what i want and you do what you can
number nine jeans i feel i can
xd .45 pop like a can
flex like me, you know you can’t
need my guap i need my bands
she a thot yea, she a fan
she f-ck me than f-ck my mans
she off e, she in a trance
can’t cuff me can’t be yo man
suck on me don’t use no hands
twerk on me, girl do yo dance
put that work on me, i know you can
[hook]
b-o-a, yea, let’s hit b-o-a
gotta bad b-tch in m-i-a
might touchdown up in m-i-a
and why this lil’ boy in my way
get that lil’ boy out the way
try me, you might die today
please don’t talk down on my name, ha
took a long time to live this way
took a long time to get this pay
call my bro, he bring that k
up that pole right at yo face
ha, ha, what you say
please don’t try, try, you might die today
see my name and they gon’ hate
i get money so that’s okay
i do sh-t that that boy can’t
takeoff in that lfa
ha, ha, this sh-t here insane
ha, ha, you not in my lane
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