Feel Like Da Bank

I feel like the bank
I’m makin withdraws
I’m making deposits
The lamb or the wraith truck

I can’t think which one
I’m gettin my patnas
That yellow or rose gold
I can’t think which one

I’m doing my diamonds
Young shooters right behind me
Foreign cars when we sliding
I feel like the bank

I’m makin withdraws
I’m making deposits
The lamb or the wraith truck
I can’t think which one

I’m gettin my patna’s
That yellow or rose gold
I can’t think which one
I’m doing my diamonds

Young shooters right behind me
Foreign cars when we sliding
Miami Beach I’m on 3 yachts
Brought the classic out that a reebok

Big dropper might need a mop
I got the diamonds cleaned
That’s a detox
In that sky box

With that yacht master
Came a long way from them g shocks
I’m in bora bora with my feet out
Drinking Rеd Bull’s n patron shots

Private jets to them privatе places
I ain’t take them with me
Cause they was prolly hating
I was sellin bricks

When they was patty caking
I was baggin up right in granny basement
They was at home
Getting they mattress straight
I was skippin court, fuck the magistrate

No quarterback
I was callin plays on that corner strapped
I had them long days
Blocks moving like I’m shootin

Craps block jumpin like a dunk from shaq
You in my business boy
Nah don’t do that
I’m super solid

Ion run with rats
Came a long way
From when I was on them racks
Now a nigga standing on them racks

Now a nigga pushing all them benz
Hunnit thousand dollars on my neck
I feel like the bank
I’m makin withdraws

I’m making deposits
The lamb or the wraith truck
I can’t think which one
I’m gettin my patnas

That yellow or rose gold
I can’t think which one
I’m doing my diamonds
Young shooters right behind me

Foreign cars when we sliding
I feel like the bank
I’m makin withdraws
I’m making deposits

The lamb or the wraith truck
I can’t think which one
I’m gettin my Patnas
That yellow or rose gold

I can’t think which one
I’m doing my diamonds
Young shooters right behind me
Foreign cars when we sliding

My pops gone
I was rollin stones
I was sellin bricks with that rolly on
A few chickens ah get ya crew missing

Ion think niggas wanna war at all
Louis V slippin need a new shipment
I’m dripped out
I done wore it all

Hit the plug up
I’m out of work
Taco Bell sign that’s the border call
For them broke niggas

Airplane mode only private jets
When I’m missin calls
Size the money up
This the big and tall

Hell yea every nigga with me ball
Put baguettes on me just to piss em off
Where the fuck was you when I was pitching soft
Where the fuck was you when I was kicking doors

Where the fuck was u when I was mixing raw
When from pain to sippin champagne
Brought the Dro chain for the campaign
Million bitches know my name

Cartier frames hater blocker shades
This that jewelry just for the day
Got enough jewelry brake any safe
Try to take them jewels off me today

It will be me the jewelry and the state
I feel like the bank
I’m makin withdraws
I’m making deposits

The lamb or the wraith truck
I can’t think which one
I’m gettin my Patnas
That yellow or rose gold

I can’t think which one
I’m doing my diamonds
Young shooters right behind me
Foreign cars when we sliding

I feel like the bank
I’m makin withdraws
I’m making deposits
The lamb or the wraith truck

I can’t think which one
I’m gettin my patnas
That yellow or rose gold
I can’t think which one

I’m doing my diamonds
Young shooters right behind me
Foreign cars when we sliding