| Back inside the bank, back inside the bank
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| Hop up out the car, my styrofoam full of drank, yeah
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| Back inside the bank, back inside the bank
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| Got no time to talk, I’m talkin' money, what you think?
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| Okay, back inside the bank, back inside the bank
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| Hop up out the car, girl, that lean inside my drank
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| Back inside the bank, back inside the bank
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| Only got the time to talk 'bout money, what you think?
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| Okay, I’ll trap out the Venetian, I feel like Jesus
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| People tryna crucify me, I’ve been slangin' theses
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| Everytime I ride around the city, got some pieces
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| And my homies that been ridin' with me since I peeped this
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| Out in Cali smokin' Cali, my life full of beaches
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| Everytime I rap, I charge a chopper for a feature
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| That way, I could stack up all my ammo, that bando
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| There my homie tried to make them racks out West Orlando
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| I’m lit, yeah, fire on me, lit like a candle
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| Can’t fuck with you rappers, I just pulled off in the Lambo
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| I’m back inside the bank, hey, back inside the bank
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| Used to get them, piss and shit them, put some back on an estate
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| Back inside the bank, back inside the bank (skrt skrt)
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| Hop up out the car, styrofoam full of drank, hey
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| Back inside the bank, back inside the bank
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| Only got the time to talk 'bout money, what you think?
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| Yeah, back inside the bank, back inside the bank
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| Hop up out the car, styrofoam full of drank, hey
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| Back inside the bank, back inside the bank
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| Please don’t hit my phone if it ain’t money, what you think? |