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banx$ - gotta give it up lyrics

i’m bout to go trezy
gotta get it gotta get it

[hook] x2
all this d-mn cash gotta get it
when i get the check ima f-ck round run it up
never look at tags when i spend it
i just pour that muddy drank i can’t get enough
i’m a f-cking savage a k!lla walk round with the pistol make a n-gg- give it up
your b-tch hit me tryna f-ck

[caution]
all this d-mn cash gotta get it
when i get that check all i know is run it up
post up with the 40 catch a n-gg- slipping ima make em give it up
i’m a f-cking savage young n-gg-
catch a n-gg- lacking late night hit em up cops come to clean em up yeah
never look at tags when i spend it
i ain’t got time for these b-tches you dig
i be in the 6 hitting switches
counting up tryna get rich lil n-gg-
tell me what it is lil n-gg-
i just poured thay muddy trouble can’t get enough
your b-tch hit me tryna f-ck yeah

[hook]

[shake]
i done did everything except die
i just need a little tlc like left eye
dripping water everywhere yeah i left a mess i
i stay smoking on kevin for the stress ha
got a chopper in my chopper mean business i should dress him in a necktie
holy moly with the 40 i can get you baptized
they was sleeping on me till i tucked the twins in like it’s nap time
twin tecs barrels smoking like a crack pipe
i’m in the middle of the field drumming with them band’s n-gg- like it’s halftime
i wrote a story about my past life
and that sh-t was hard to read like tattoos on a black guy
two 9s on my back strapped like warren sapp i
got the buccaneers defensive line on my waistline
sack you everytime quarter trap after quarter trap
i slang it down feel like a quarterback
i shoot like liam neeson tryna get his daughter back
but the only thing taken from me was my order
shock caller what you call it as
what you balling real baller aye aye
and all this d-mn cash got to get it
she say that my d-ck is
longer than the arm on a midget
hand around a bunch of rich b-tches scott dissick
run over civilians in my civic
try to keep it civil
hopped out two blocks head on a swivel
i’m finna smoke a blunt and get some head in a little
and then i run off wit your boo thang
take off like boonk gang
bolt like usain
benz white cocaine
walk around witcha head in a duffle bag boy 2 chainz
2 chains like 2 chainz
12 on my heels like the flu games

- banx lyrics

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