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letra de money in the bank. - weakenedartist

(verse)
i got my glock in the club, i was strapped like a g-y b-tch
hey b-tch, i’m not the type of n-gga to be played with
new year, same me, my n-gga, i ain’t changing
n-ggas really testing me my n-gga, i ain’t playing
i got my money in the bank
f-ck n-gga what’s your rank
strippers, in the f-cking club, i’ma let that money rain
i be rubbin’ off the paint
got my n-ggas smokin’ dank
if you try to press my n-ggas, i’ma let that 30 bang
i got my money in the bank
f-ck n-gga what’s your rank
strippers, in the f-cking club, i’ma let that money rain
i be rubbin’ off the paint
got my n-ggas smokin’ dank
if you try to press my n-ggas, i’ma let that 30 bang

(verse 2)
ya mans got shot but you ain’t spin back
get back, all you f-cking do is talk that chit chat
if you go against me, my n-gga, that’s a mismatch
glock 19, with the motherf-ckin’ clip attached
bang, bang, bang, bang that’s how i shoot n-ggas
if a n-gga want a problem, i’ma get the tool n-gga
weakened in this b-tch, what the f-ck you gonna do n-gga?
say some sh-t to my face, you gon’ lose your tooth n-gga
i been doing music, for like 6 years
i be ballin like i’m f-ckin’ playing with the cavaliers
keep talkin’ sh-t, i’ma whisper in your b-tch ears
i think i just k!lled this track, b-tch cheers

- weakenedartist

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