Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bank Account, artist - 21 Savage. Date of issue: 06.07.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Bank Account |
| I buy a new car for the bitch, |
| I tear down the mall with the bitch, |
| You can't even talk to the bitch, |
| She fuckin with bosses ‘n shit. |
| I pull up in 'Rari's ‘n shit, |
| With choppers and Harley's ‘n shit, |
| I be Gucci'd down, Gucci, you wearin Lacoste ‘n shit. |
| Yeah, Moncler, yuh, fur came off a bear, yuh, |
| Triple homicide, put me in a chair, yuh, |
| Triple cross the plug, we do not play fair, yuh, |
| Got 'em tennis chains on and they real blingy, |
| Draco make you do the chicken head like Chingy. |
| Walk in Neiman-Marcus and I spend a light fifty, |
| Please, proceed with caution, shooters, they be right with me, |
| Bad bitch, cute face and some nice titties. |
| $7500 on a Saint Laurent jacket, |
| Bitch, be careful when you dumpin your ashes! |
| I ain't no sucker, I ain't cuffin no action, |
| The skreets raised me, I'm a whole bastard, |
| I bought a 'Rari just so I can go faster. |
| Niggas tryna copy me, they playin catch-up, |
| I might pull up in a Ghost, no Casper, |
| I been smokin gas and I got no asthma. |
| I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 M's in my bank account, yeah, |
| In my bank account, yeah, |
| In my bank account, yeah, |
| In my bank account, yeah, |
| In my bank account, yeah, |
| In my bank account, yeah! |
| I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 shooters ready to gun you down, yeah, |
| Ready to gun you down, yeah, |
| Ready to gun you down, yeah, |
| Ready to gun you down, yeah, |
| Ready to gun you down, yeah, |
| Ready to gun you down, yeah! |
| Yeah, dog, huh, yeah, nah, for real, dog, |
| Straight up out the 6, now got a house in the Hills, dog. |
| Wanna see a body, nigga? |
| Get you killed, dog. |
| Wanna tweet about me, nigga? |
| Get you killed, dog. |
| Killed dog, I'm a real dog, 21, you a lil dog. |
| Be a dog, wanna be a dog, chasin mil's, dog. |
| Dunk right in your bitch like O'Neal, dog, |
| I shoot like, shoot like Reggie Mill', dog, |
| Chopper sting you like a eel, dog. |
| I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 M's in my bank account, yeah, |
| In my bank account, yeah, |
| In my bank account, yeah, |
| In my bank account, yeah, |
| In my bank account, yeah, |
| In my bank account, yeah! |
| I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 shooters ready to gun you down, yeah, |
| Ready to gun you down, yeah, |
| Ready to gun you down, yeah, |
| Ready to gun you down, yeah, |
| Ready to gun you down, yeah, |
| Ready to gun you down, yeah! |
| Ruler clip, umm, sent a ruler hit, |
| Pull up on yo bitch, she say that I got that ruler dick. |
| Spray your block down, we not really with that ruh-rah shit, |
| Glock cocked now, I don't really give no fuck bout who I hit. |
| Yeah, yo bitch, she get jiggy with me, keep that Siggy with me, |
| Bitch, I'm Mad Max, you know I got Ziggy with me, |
| Keep a mad mag in case a nigga wanna get busy with me, |
| 'Rari matte black and I got a Bentley with me. |
| I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 M's in my bank account, yeah, |
| In my bank account, yeah, |
| In my bank account, yeah, |
| In my bank account, yeah, |
| In my bank account, yeah, |
| In my bank account, yeah! |
| I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 shooters ready to gun you down, yeah, |
| Ready to gun you down, yeah, |
| Ready to gun you down, yeah, |
| Ready to gun you down, yeah, |
| Ready to gun you down, yeah, |
| Ready to gun you down, yeah! |
| $7500 on a Saint Laurent jacket, |
| Bitch, be careful where you dumpin your ashes! |
| I ain't no sucker, I ain't cuffin no action, |
| The streets raised me, I'm a whole bastard. |