Uncle Murda, Que Banz - Bank Now lyrics

Woo, whoa you know what the fuck it is nigga
I got the bank now, whoa

It's feelin' like I got the bank now
Trip' six CeeLo is all I'm shootin'
Grippin' that thing now
Stickin' shit up if I start losin'
I got the juice now
Bitch I'm Makaveli and 2Pac, I be too proud
They like who shot ya? I hit
'em up with a few rounds
'Bet whatever my nigga, I got the bank now
I used to side bet nigga, I got the bank now
Your money good my nigga, I got the bank now
Money on the world my nigga
I got the bank now

I remember posted up by the
Train at the junction
Now I'm with the swipers with
The pieces tryna punch in
Y'all still tryna guess what I got
Makin' assumptions
Money ain't the topic my nigga
Change the discussion
This that mental rap, packs the rental rap
Glizzy strapped crash the whip, real trip
We send that rental back
Niggas scheme watch, beam with the grip
You get slingshot
If 12 come I'm peelin' off in a creme drop
Struggles I been through nigga
I got a lot to say
I done seen a nigga catch a
Case off a pot of yay
Drop the bread, I feed him lead
Boy he gon' die today
Got a dopehead for three bundles
Gon' supply the cake
Smoke switch, then codeswitch
Either the clear goose
Mood switch, got two grips
I keep a pair to shoot
Try and run, we end dude
Send them shots, we clearin' you
Drag him to the top of the
Roof and make him parachute
Two chains, my mood swing, you loose change
Black coupe, that Mulsanne, I'm Bruce Wayne
Niggas mad but they know
Got the bag for the low
Put a price on his head and
Now his tag got a toe, whoa

It's feelin' like I got the bank now
Trip six CeeLo is all I'm shootin
Grippin that thing now
Stickin shit up if I start losin
I got the juice now
Bitch I'm Makaveli and 2Pac, I be too proud
They like who shot ya? I hit
'em up with a few rounds
Bet whatever my nigga, I got the bank now
I used to side bet nigga, I got the bank now
Your money good my nigga, I got the bank now
Money on the world my nigga
I got the bank now

Caught a body, ain't tell nobody
Like what's the point?
Niggas' niggas be the reason that
Niggas be in the joint black hoodie
My mask on with them black gloves
'Cause that white jury and white
Judge don't like us smoke exotic
Them narcotics is what we distribute
My shooters out your shooter
Your shooter ain't even get to shoot
Fendi, Givenchy, and Valentino
We play blackjack or shoot
Craps at the casino
With the Mexicans, got it for sale again
Talkin' kilos play Gee Money
I'm my brother's keeper like Nino
A side deal will get your head
Tapped where I come from
These bullets and the feds is two
Things you can't run from
Seven MAC-11's, eight thirty-eights
If he an Alpo
Let the forty cal blow at his face
Made crack sales and dope sales
In front of minors
Put hard dick and quarter of
Bricks in bitches' vaginas
Caught a robbery, nigga almost bodied me
I ain't pat him down
Let him go, then he took a shot at me
I'm that kid that wanted to play Monopoly
Invested in real estate
Now a hood nigga got property

It's feelin like I got the bank now
Trip six CeeLo is all I'm shootin
Grippin that thing now
Stickin shit up if I start losin
I got the juice now
Bitch I'm Makaveli and 2Pac, I be too proud
They like who shot ya? I hit
'em up with a few rounds
'Bet whatever my nigga, I got the bank now
I used to side bet nigga, I got the bank now
Your money good my nigga, I got the bank now
Money on the world my nigga
I got the bank now