Baby Keem - bank account (feat. Lil Uzi Vert) lyrics
Hykeem Jamaal Carter Jr.
Lil Uzi Vert [Symere Bysil Woods] Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Baby Keem - bank account feat. Lil Uzi Vert lyrics]
Huh, violate that bitch, I did, yeah (yeah)
Huh, violate that bitch, I did, yeah
Huh, violate that bitch, I did, yeah
I can't talk about all the
Shit that I done did (I can't talk about)
I can't talk about all the
Bitches I done hit (I can't talk about)
I can't talk about all the
Niggas that got fed (yeah, yeah, yeah)
My pockets be blue, but my eyes
They still see red (Rrr)
Doot doot, doot doot, fuck the loaf
I make the bread (Bread)
Doot doot, doot doot
I see numbers in my head (I'm alive)
I like dead people instead
Doot doot, doot doot, ain't 'bout money
Texts on read (yeah)
Doot doot, doot doot, did it (yeah)
Everything you did, I done been did it
(I did it)
Every bitch you fucked, I done been hit it
(Hit it) hit it (Hit it)
Hit it (Hit it) doot doot, doot doot (Wow)
Every time I go to check my bank account
(My bank) doot doot, doot doot
You wouldn't even believe my bank amount
Doot doot, doot doot
I can't count up the whole goddamn amount
Doot doot, doot doot, I made it
And sometimes I forget I'm famous
Just like I am Amos (yeah)
And I can turn your bitch around
And fuck her in her anus
And I just let her spirit up
(yeah) , for some entertainment
Won my first GRAMMY
Put my opps in the pavement
I told my ghetto bitch to shut the fuck up
(Ayy) i like tough love (Ayy, ayy)
I know they don't trust us
I just put it in her mouth
She need a touch up (Need a touch up)
And my lifestyle Tempur-Pedic
Need to rough up (Need a roughing)
I walk in the fuckin' meeting
All you starstruck (Lil' bitch)
Baby, you've been blessed to see it
Give it good luck (Lil' bitch)
My cousins say that I'm a menace to society
(Society)
When I fuck a famous bitch, I do it quietly
(Shh, shh, shh, shh)
All my niggas quick to judge
I know they tired of me
Toxic bitch won't let me leave
Something up her sleeve (Sleeve)
And she know what I bleed, she know my ID
I sent her to Maldives
Just so I could breathe
Doot doot, doot doot, ugh
Came out kicking in October
Last time I checked, your energy was bipolar
Last time I checked
Your baby mama had an odor
Last time I checked
She was fuckin' the promoter
Ugh, you was sittin' on a porch
Last time I checked
I'm the one that took the torch
Last time I checked
I cut you off with no remorse
Last time I checked
Y'all was quick to go report if I cancel
Then that mean I had some shit to do
If I cancel, I was in the projects
Ten to two if I cancel
Who the fuck you think you talkin' to?
If I cancel, call my eldest
Bitch and tell her, "Duece"
If I, "doot doot
Doot doot" then that mean I'm
Probably at the bank
If I, "doot doot, doot doot" hug my bitch
I gotta keep her safe
If I, "doot doot, doot doot" taper, taper
Takin' off her face if I, "doot doot
Doot doot" said she want a
Smart nigga with taste
I can't talk about all the
Shit that I done did (I can't talk about)
I can't talk about all the
Bitches I done hit (I can't talk about)
I can't talk about all the
Niggas that got fed (yeah, yeah, yeah)
My pockets be blue, but my eyes
They still see red (Rrr)
Doot doot, doot doot, fuck the loaf
I make the bread (yeah)
Doot doot, doot doot
I see numbers in my head (I'm alive)
I like dead people instead
Doot doot, doot doot, ain't 'bout money
Texts on read (yeah)
Huh, violate that bitch, I did, yeah
Huh, violate that bitch, I did, yeah
I can't talk about all the
Shit that I done did (I can't talk about)
I can't talk about all the
Bitches I done hit (I can't talk about)
I can't talk about all the
Niggas that got fed (yeah, yeah, yeah)
My pockets be blue, but my eyes
They still see red (Rrr)
Doot doot, doot doot, fuck the loaf
I make the bread (Bread)
Doot doot, doot doot
I see numbers in my head (I'm alive)
I like dead people instead
Doot doot, doot doot, ain't 'bout money
Texts on read (yeah)
Doot doot, doot doot, did it (yeah)
Everything you did, I done been did it
(I did it)
Every bitch you fucked, I done been hit it
(Hit it) hit it (Hit it)
Hit it (Hit it) doot doot, doot doot (Wow)
Every time I go to check my bank account
(My bank) doot doot, doot doot
You wouldn't even believe my bank amount
Doot doot, doot doot
I can't count up the whole goddamn amount
Doot doot, doot doot, I made it
And sometimes I forget I'm famous
Just like I am Amos (yeah)
And I can turn your bitch around
And fuck her in her anus
And I just let her spirit up
(yeah) , for some entertainment
Won my first GRAMMY
Put my opps in the pavement
I told my ghetto bitch to shut the fuck up
(Ayy) i like tough love (Ayy, ayy)
I know they don't trust us
I just put it in her mouth
She need a touch up (Need a touch up)
And my lifestyle Tempur-Pedic
Need to rough up (Need a roughing)
I walk in the fuckin' meeting
All you starstruck (Lil' bitch)
Baby, you've been blessed to see it
Give it good luck (Lil' bitch)
My cousins say that I'm a menace to society
(Society)
When I fuck a famous bitch, I do it quietly
(Shh, shh, shh, shh)
All my niggas quick to judge
I know they tired of me
Toxic bitch won't let me leave
Something up her sleeve (Sleeve)
And she know what I bleed, she know my ID
I sent her to Maldives
Just so I could breathe
Doot doot, doot doot, ugh
Came out kicking in October
Last time I checked, your energy was bipolar
Last time I checked
Your baby mama had an odor
Last time I checked
She was fuckin' the promoter
Ugh, you was sittin' on a porch
Last time I checked
I'm the one that took the torch
Last time I checked
I cut you off with no remorse
Last time I checked
Y'all was quick to go report if I cancel
Then that mean I had some shit to do
If I cancel, I was in the projects
Ten to two if I cancel
Who the fuck you think you talkin' to?
If I cancel, call my eldest
Bitch and tell her, "Duece"
If I, "doot doot
Doot doot" then that mean I'm
Probably at the bank
If I, "doot doot, doot doot" hug my bitch
I gotta keep her safe
If I, "doot doot, doot doot" taper, taper
Takin' off her face if I, "doot doot
Doot doot" said she want a
Smart nigga with taste
I can't talk about all the
Shit that I done did (I can't talk about)
I can't talk about all the
Bitches I done hit (I can't talk about)
I can't talk about all the
Niggas that got fed (yeah, yeah, yeah)
My pockets be blue, but my eyes
They still see red (Rrr)
Doot doot, doot doot, fuck the loaf
I make the bread (yeah)
Doot doot, doot doot
I see numbers in my head (I'm alive)
I like dead people instead
Doot doot, doot doot, ain't 'bout money
Texts on read (yeah)