Veeze, Babyface Ray - Fuck the Bank lyrics
Veeze [Karon Malcolm Vantrees] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
Babyface Ray [Marcellus Rayvon Register] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Veeze, Babyface Ray - Fuck the Bank lyrics]
I don't give a fuck about none of this shit
Brothers only gang, rest in peace Chop
Rest in peace Q Dawg, nigga
I know my niggas lookin' down
Smiling like lil' bro wildin' (Uh, huh)
I made my daddy cry
He seen that iTunes paid me ten thousand
(yeah)
I hope you think it's sweet speaking on me
I don't say shit about it (I ain't trippin')
Give me ten minutes
We gon' cook yo' ass like Coney Island
(Baow, baow, baow)
Nigga I know it ain't no problems
'cause you don't want no problems
(Pussy ass nigga)
Yeah I know you playin' with paper
I'm playin' with paper and choppers
(yeah I got both, nigga)
Yeah I know I'm snake and slimy
That don't make you slimy
I graduated streets like college
OGs say I'm scholin' (No cap)
I socked the ball again
They told me and I made some thousands
(No cap) i know you not cut from my cloth
I trapped in vacant houses (Nigga)
I talked to God
He said he sent me here just to be copied
(Damn) my check's so big
They think I hit the lotto like I'm Shawni
All my niggas gon' grind
All my niggas gon' get a check (yeah)
And none of my niggas gon' follow
All my niggas got trend, they set
(yeah, yeah) all my niggas is gon' shine
All the opps gon' end up wet
(Baow, baow, baow) all my niggas hot
Sellin' bricks on the way to the feds
All my niggas geekin'
All my niggas booted up off med (Ugh)
All my niggas said, "Fuck the bank
It's under my bed" (Grra, grra, beep)
All my niggas said, "Fuck the bank
It's under my bed"
Cut lil' mama off my team, look, ayy
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Cut lil' baby off my team
She was just a day old space, under my bed
I cut lil' baby off my team
She was just a day old (Straight)
I'm up, I play broke, this or that
I play both
Sir, do you wanna tell me anything? Nigga, no
(Nah)
Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid on a fade, ten or fold
(Bitch) money, money, money on my mind
That's what's wrong (Tuh)
Hunnid days stuck down in yo' town
Ray come home (Uh, uh)
He want a half, brodie want a half
Break a whole (Break it)
I put the mic down and work a bag
Bring a load (On God)
Every time Face bust a play, it be racks
(Racks)
Every time niggas hit record, it be cap (Cap)
Niggas tryna ride with my wave, give it back
(Give me that shit)
Tweak the stick, turn it to a semi
It go brrra (Brrra)
All my niggas gon' grind
All my niggas gon' get a check (yeah)
And none of my niggas gon' follow
All my niggas got trend, they set
(yeah, yeah) all my niggas is gon' shine
All the opps gon' end up wet
(Baow, baow, baow) all my niggas hot
Sellin' bricks on the way to the feds
All my niggas geekin'
All my niggas booted up off med (Ugh)
All my niggas said, "Fuck the bank
It's under my bed" (Grra, grra, beep)
All my niggas said, "Fuck the bank
It's under my bed"