Gunna - Bank Don't Close lyrics

Left the Four Season, we at the Loews
Bitch look like Chris, Cartier stones
Lil' baby lit, I'ma take her home (Litty)
Penthouse on tip, we on the road (Ya)
Look, we done growed
You a sell out and your soul done been sold
(Sellout) street 'til a jit
We done conquered the grove
When you really rich, on a Sunday
Your bank don't close (Don't close)

Cap like you pressin', but trust me
You gon' get yo' lesson (Ya)
Nobody gon' know yo' direction
Don't let up, know which way you workin'
They could block ya blessin' (Ya)
Don’t show yo' hand, let 'em keep guessin'
Drip and it’s givin' fluorescents
(Fluorescents) i came with the dressin'
Keep God in my presence (God in my presence)
Our cars bulletproof and protected
(Protected)
He can shoot if he want, learn a lesson
(Come on) got ya ho in my possession
You don't hit it right
When she pull up, we sexin'
I'm bossin' that pussy, no question
(No question) she bitin' like Tyson
We fuckin' and fightin'
Don't get yo' ass down and
Get struck on the dices
I betted with Roscoe
He crossed me like Christ-es
The opp caught a hot one
It's burnin' like lights
I hopped in the whip and
I slid with no license
Do what I want 'cause I’m grown (Grown)
Smokin' out the Bag when I roll (Roll)
Bond No 9 on my cologne (Cologne)
Gulfstream, G5, not a drone (Fire)
Jetski rockin' water like a boat (Boat)
Seesaw, strippin' up and down a pole
(Up and down a pole)
It's a deep freezer, everybody froze
(Everybody froze)
There's enough money all around the globe
(Globe)

Left the Four Season, we at the Loews
Bitch look like Chris, Cartier stones
Lil' baby lit, I'ma take her home (Litty)
Penthouse on tip, we on the road (Ya)
Look, we done growed
You a sell out and your soul done been sold
(Sellout) street 'til a jit
We done conquered the grove
When you really rich, on a Sunday
Your bank don't close (Don't close)

Wunna the walker, my shirt off (Wunna, ya)
Slick like the shark 'cause the label
Kicked in like the soccer (Playa kicked in)
Parking lot playa, you know I'm a playa
(Playa) if you mop her
She suck this dick outside a copper
Bae eat that dick like it's lobster (Lobster)
They love me in Louis
They number one shopper (Number one shopper)
The boy act like he want a problem? (Problem)
No problem, I’ll pay 'em to pop him
(They popped 'em)
I think he gon' need a doctor
(yeah) , they hit 'em up heavy
They slid in the Chevy
They say that bitch sound like a choppa
(Pa pa) that cake cost some cake
Had to call Betty Crocker
You grease up your locs
But, you still not a shotta
You rode 'bout the bitch when
You part of this roster (Ya)
Just got this new bitch and
We drinkin' on cough syrup
My penthouse suite, we can go to Mochasa

Left the Four Season, we at the Loews
Bitch look like Chris, Cartier stones
Lil' baby lit, I'ma take her home (Litty)
Penthouse on tip, we on the road (Ya)
Look, we done growed
You a sell out and your sold 'em your soul
(Sellout) street 'til a jit
We done conquered the grove
When you really rich, on a Sunday
Your bank don't close (Don't close)