Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bank Now, artist - Uncle Murda. Album song Don't Come Outside, Vol. 1, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 23.11.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: ATM WorldWide
Song language: English
Bank Now |
Woo, whoa |
You know what the fuck it is nigga |
I got the bank now, whoa |
It’s feelin' like I got the bank now |
Trip' six CeeLo is all I’m shootin' |
Grippin' that thing now |
Stickin' shit up if I start losin' |
I got the juice now |
Bitch I’m Makaveli and 2Pac, I be too proud |
They like who shot ya? |
I hit 'em up with a few rounds |
'Bet whatever my nigga, I got the bank now |
I used to side bet nigga, I got the bank now |
Your money good my nigga, I got the bank now |
Money on the world my nigga, I got the bank now |
I remember posted up by the train at the junction |
Now I’m with the swipers with the pieces tryna punch in |
Y’all still tryna guess what I got, makin' assumptions |
Money ain’t the topic my nigga, change the discussion |
This that mental rap, packs the rental rap, glizzy strapped |
Crash the whip, real trip, we send that rental back |
Niggas scheme watch, beam with the grip, you get slingshot |
If 12 come I’m peelin' off in a creme drop |
Struggles I been through nigga, I got a lot to say |
I done seen a nigga catch a case off a pot of yay |
Drop the bread, I feed him lead, boy he gon' die today |
Got a dopehead for three bundles, gon' supply the cake |
Smoke switch, then codeswitch, either the clear goose |
Mood switch, got two grips, I keep a pair to shoot |
Try and run, we end dude |
Send them shots, we clearin' you |
Drag him to the top of the roof and make him parachute |
Two chains, my mood swing, you loose change |
Black coupe, that Mulsanne, I’m Bruce Wayne |
Niggas mad but they know, got the bag for the low |
Put a price on his head and now his tag got a toe, whoa |
It’s feelin' like I got the bank now |
Trip' six CeeLo is all I’m shootin' |
Grippin' that thing now |
Stickin' shit up if I start losin' |
I got the juice now |
Bitch I’m Makaveli and 2Pac, I be too proud |
They like who shot ya? |
I hit 'em up with a few rounds |
'Bet whatever my nigga, I got the bank now |
I used to side bet nigga, I got the bank now |
Your money good my nigga, I got the bank now |
Money on the world my nigga, I got the bank now |
Caught a body, ain’t tell nobody, like what’s the point? |
Niggas' niggas be the reason that niggas be in the joint |
Black hoodie, my mask on with them black gloves |
'Cause that white jury and white judge don’t like us |
Smoke exotic, them narcotics is what we distribute |
My shooters out your shooter, your shooter ain’t even get to shoot |
Fendi, Givenchy, and Valentino |
We play blackjack or shoot craps at the casino |
With the Mexicans, got it for sale again, talkin' kilos |
Play Gee Money, I’m my brother’s keeper like Nino |
A side deal will get your head tapped where I come from |
These bullets and the feds is two things you can’t run from |
Seven MAC-11's, eight thirty-eights |
If he an Alpo, let the forty cal blow at his face |
Made crack sales and dope sales in front of minors |
Put hard dick and quarter of bricks in bitches' vaginas |
Caught a robbery, nigga almost bodied me, I ain’t pat him down |
Let him go, then he took a shot at me |
I’m that kid that wanted to play Monopoly |
Invested in real estate, now a hood nigga got property |
It’s feelin' like I got the bank now |
Trip' six CeeLo is all I’m shootin' |
Grippin' that thing now |
Stickin' shit up if I start losin' |
I got the juice now |
Bitch I’m Makaveli and 2Pac, I be too proud |
They like who shot ya? |
I hit 'em up with a few rounds |
'Bet whatever my nigga, I got the bank now |
I used to side bet nigga, I got the bank now |
Your money good my nigga, I got the bank now |
Money on the world my nigga, I got the bank now |