Lucii - Piggy Bank lyrics

[Lucii - Piggy Bank lyrics]

Clickity-clank, clickity-clank
The money goes into my piggy bank
Clickity-clank, clickity-clank
The money goes into my piggy bank
(Lucii mixed this, baby, haha, Zee)

We got AK's, scorpions, shotguns, Glocks
Rambos, ZK's, flicks in our socks
Bandos a label, we handle a lot
We got links for grenades to
Go blow up a block
We got AK's, scorpions, shotguns, Glocks
Rambos, ZK's, flicks in our socks
Bandos a label, we handle a lot
We got links for grenades to
Go blow up a block

I had Lewisham on lock, supplying them shanks
Bromleigh on lock, supplying them shanks
I had Dartford on lock, supplying them shanks
If you ever need a shank
Come and holla at your man
I'm a big boy rapper, big toy slapper
Big boy trapper
If your shanks that's the matter
Mummy found a yank in my room at young
I told her don't worry, it's for safety
Mum she threw it away
She didn't know I had a stash
Up and down the way, full up a bigger one
If you wanna talk road
We can talk about works
I stabbed a man up until
He's fart and a burp
Don't lurk on your block
Say the wrong words
I made big men scream like fucking nerds
Test my temper, I go fucking psycho
One phone call and I'm testing a Michael
YA shit sells, Tizzie shit
Sells, my shit sells
We're on top of the world
I'm beefing my whole entire borough, brother
And I ain't been touched all
Thanks to a spell this the big leads
I've been going hard since I came
The industry don't like me
'cah I ain't fake
One thing I don't get is "Why
You speak on my name?"
I was a kick from no gang
They made a mistake
Thinking I would ever listen to a snake
You're dumb
200K I turned down, suck your mum
I wouldn't snake the mandem for
Any type of sum
So I left the man there, I don't care
They're all rubbed
Victim, your whole life is a lie
I've never in my life met such a moist guy
I knew it from the start when
I looked in your eye you're a bitch
Hiding in a mask with disguise
And you like to fuck guys
Batty man, stop hiding that you're bi
If I knew from the start you was gay
I would've never repped the gang
That you claim fucking disgrace

We got AK's, scorpions, shotguns, Glocks
Rambos, ZK's, flicks in our socks
Bandos a label, we handle a lot
We got links for grenades to
Go blow up a block (Zee)
We got AK's, scorpions, shotguns, Glocks
Rambos, ZK's, flicks in our socks
Bandos a label, we handle a lot
We got links for grenades to
Go blow up a block

(Ay, what, how does the actin' go again?
If I get at you)
If I get at you, I push my knife in your skin
If I get at you, I bang shots at your wig
If I get at you, I'm alright no pretender
If I get at you
I'll put your life to an end
Clickity-clank, clickity-clank
My rambo would tear out your
Spine from your back
Clickity-clank, clickity-clank
We got samurai swords on our burners, bang
Fuck the drill tron rise way to rump
They loved all money
But they all banged rupt
I get paid off of everything I say
I can scream "Suck your mum" for three
Minutes and I still get paid that's funny
My paigons write the best lyrics
On a song and the man
There are still here bummy
When I'm rapping on a song
I just be unserious
Violating opps 'cah they unserious
I got beef all over, it can never be over
The beef just matures
It gets better when older
It starts with a flick in
And out of manz ribs
Then a muff down the line
And you got a revolver
This whole time I've done music
They doubt it and I'm real 'cah I speak on
The powers I work with
They think it's a gimmick
They think it ain't real I buss
Three cases in a feon belt
I blew up in suttin, violence and voodoo
I had racks in a stash
And I still want boohoo
Let's take it back to my darkest days
I used to step outside with fiver
A day and that was it
Around olders tryna get rich quick
Now me and olders are spending racks
Getting lit
Courvoisier and apple juice with ice
That's my ting i could be a ball down and
I still let it ring don't stop me
I'll buss down and I'll come and take it
Back then, it was buss down to paigon strips
Don't run out of luck now
Oh boy don't slip
Talk shit on your songs but live
Oh you're a bitch

(Zee, Lucii mixed this, baby, haha)

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