Meekz, Dave - Fresh Out The Bank lyrics
David Orobosa Omoregie
[Meekz, Dave - Fresh Out The Bank lyrics]
(O oh) Fresh out the bank
I do my little bop, I don't know how to dance
I gotta get it, I'm a champ
I gotta give thanks, ooh
I'm in my bag, clean mix
Stretch out the pack, clean mix
Stretch out the rocks, clean kicks
Fresh out the box, beat sticks
New money and some plastic notes
My stack too big, it can't fold
We goin' Platinum
Gold with these Mark Row flows (Brr)
'Cah my life's so cold
Put rocks in my watch
You can see I sell stones
I can drop a tune like a box on the stove
I'm legit now, mum, I locked off the phone
But I'm on the motes, I got spots on my dome
I ain't a dancer, I'm a bopper
I ain't a rapper, I'm a robber
I ain't a trapper
I'm a slapper and a horrible fucker
A half an M in advance
You won't get a next chance
Could've seen a bigger bag
But I got the best camp
I shook hands and I said thanks
Jheeze, roads getting me rich but
That's some dead plans
I really studied the streets
Like it's some exams
(O oh) Fresh out the bank
I do my little bop, I don't know how to dance
I gotta get it, I'm a champ
I gotta give thanks, ooh
I'm in my bag, clean mix
Stretch out the pack, clean mix
Stretch out the rocks, clean kicks (yeah)
Fresh out the box, beat sticks (Look)
Four by four, fresh out the tank
Call me Santan 'cah I'm fresh out the bank
Sheepskin coat, fresh out the lamb
DVLA, fresh out the clamp
Clean kicks, fresh out the box
Lightskin girl, man's fresh out the box
Say "Free Scalez" 'til he's fresh out the box
Stress out the cops, press out the opps
Bro, it's so simple, them man are simpin'
Katt Williams, I stay pimpin'
Catch me in Dubai with the Sheikhs
And the Arabs and the Princes
I'm the opposite of the in thing
So check it out
It's all stages, armed and dangerous
How do I say this? Babe, I'm a sadist
And if you like rough play
I'll show you what pain is
I'm tryna be as rich as my neighbours
(O oh) Fresh out the bank
I do my little bop, I don't know how to dance
I gotta get it, I'm a champ
I gotta give thanks, ooh
I'm in my bag, clean mix
Stretch out the pack, clean mix
Stretch out the rocks, clean kicks
Fresh out the box, beat sticks
Them man are gonna die tryin'
While I get rich
I make picks, I don't take pics
I don't send pics
I call hit's and I sing hit's
I drive on the M6 in a M6
I said it's deeper than the
Rap in my past words
Now it's past words like I'm
Loggin' in my Netflix we can pull up to your
Address and address shit
It's all mine, I don't stress shit
I'm gettin' rich, they'll probably die tryin'
I can't stop time when she's gone
But the times flyin'
I got caught red handed, now I'm white lyin'
Can't pay for love, so why try buy it?
How can I make the rules and not abide by it?
No time for arguments, I'm too high for it
I mean, I'm too fly for it
Book a flight, put my guys on it
Times money, I got money
But I ain't got time for it
(O oh) Fre Fresh out the bank
I do my little bop, I don't know how to dance
I gotta get it, I'm a champ
I gotta give thanks, ooh
I'm in my bag, clean mix
Stretch out the pack, clean mix
Stretch out the rocks, clean kicks
Fresh out the box, beat sticks
New whips fresh out the lot
Ooh (Fresh out the bank)
New shit, fresh out the shop
I gotta give what I got
Gotta get it, I'm a boss
In the studio, I won't answer my phone
Fresh off the roads