Lyrics Quentin Miller – Bank!!!
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Ayy (huhuh)
Ayy, Ayy (back at..)
Ayy
Back in the bank
?
got back to the states
With Nike and Bape
Came up on rank
No limits like I’m in the tank
Thought shit was sweet
It’s not what you think
Wait, wait
My bitch look pretty in pink
Might hit the city for dinner and drinks
In the state, I’ma just glide
You say it’s popping, oh aight
Text me that addy, I slide
Lets get into some other shit, I’m on some other shit
I treat my partners like brothers
Get on the court and do numbers (wait)
This shit gon’ get you through Summer
Slipped in the tip with the extras
Now I’m expecting a blessing, no (yeah)
We don’t do L’s, we don’t take L’s, it ain’t no L’s
Q.M. on the beat, Nick on the beat, bring out the scales
Back in the bank
Back to me handling K
?
got back to the states
Came up on rank
No limits like I’m in the tank
Thought shit was sweet
It’s not what you think
Yeah, ayy
Back on the move, yeah
Henny and cranberry juice
Used to be reckless and groove
Calculate every move
Piano lessons at 2, I’m paying for two
Hype is never what I do, It’s not what I do
I don’t know if I’m gettin’ old or shit gettin’ old
Link up with , I’m back on road
The legend is real, the legend is real (uh, forreal)
Back in the bank
Back to me handling K
?
got back to the states
With Nike and Bape
Came up on rank
No limits like I’m in the tank
Thought shit was sweet
It’s not what you think
Racks in the bank (Got no complaints)
Racks in the bank (Got no complaints)
Got no complaints, got no complaints
