Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bank, artist - Lord Infamous. Date of issue: 01.07.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Bank |
| There’s kinda niggas in this world of ours: |
| The ones with the money and the ones with power |
| The ones that can and the ones that can’t |
| So get bank nigga, get bank bitch |
| I’m not yo average bitch, I don’t care if you live or die |
| And if I turned pussy then what would they about |
| I’m still a human being with feelings, sometimes I cry |
| Then I get back to the money and wipe my fuckin' eye |
| Wait a second, hold your horses |
| I’m talkin' Bentleys and Porsches |
| Pussy … so known and I don’t think you can afford me |
| I’m a jazzy-ass bitch, there’s no way that you can ignore me |
| My name ringing bells, there’s no way that you can avoid me |
| Santerria’s the business, these niggas they gon' support me |
| Put the pussy game down on the … absorbed me |
| Tell 'em get out here and bring me my money |
| Fuck how you get, dirty money — clean money |
| Don’t matter nigga, I’m with it, I’m a (go-getter) |
| And if we have some problems I’m a (hoe hitter) |
| I fuck with those who are to me (beneficial) |
| My pussy’s so … make ya cry |
| So here’s a tissue, take your money then dismiss ya |
| I’m gone |
| There’s kinda niggas in this world of ours: |
| The ones with the money and the ones with power |
| The ones that can and the ones that can’t |
| So get bank nigga, get bank bitch |
| I should never leave my head where I do my dirt |
| I would never use same product, bitch, that I work |
| I will always check too see what’s up under your shirt |
| Keep a pistol at all times and I will disperse |
| Check that nigga pockets, check that hoe purse |
| Cause doin' twenty years farewell get your feelings hurt |
| And I never would believe in that fuckin' word «Friends» |
| But I will believe in power and the dividends |
| Get a business so I can clean up this traffic |
| Cause the IRS is askin' «How are you payin' your taxes?» |
| And I will keep at least three fine attorneys |
| Cause I do not know when these folks will try to burn me |
| Don’t let your left hand know what your right hand doin' |
| Don’t let that bitch know shit |
| There’s more than one way you screwin' |
| And I pray to god that he stop me 'fore they catch me |
| And keep the pot still boilin' before they come fetch me |
| BLAY! |
| There’s kinda niggas in this world of ours: |
| The ones with the money and the ones with power |
| The ones that can and the ones that can’t |
| So get bank nigga, get bank bitch |