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detroit l-o - take it to the bank lyrics

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[intro:]

n-gg- this beat is on some other shit. it’s like that j-panese ratchet shit

[verse 1:]

bricks of gold will make me rich….. all this grinding make you sick/
i know imma never switch…. first cl-ss for a trip

i don’t wanna hear no lip….. money calling, gotta dip/
keep our focus on them strips…. i want all my paper crisp

inventory on the loads….. imma check it with my bros/
my request is for the hoes…… blow me like i blow my nose

threw my girl a couple bucks….. didn’t give a couple f-cks/
when i grind, i grind for us….. jackie chan with the tux

lotta women don’t believe….. real n-gg-s don’t deceive/
trying to be my wife to be….. lack of sex will make me leave

you too busy acting stupid….. listening to that n-gg- cupid/
now you sitting, feeling foolish….. he moved on and now he coolin

cochise with the fro…….. ajax on a hoe/
leather vest for the bro…… nutrigrain on the go

k!lling season when it’s warm….. that’s no different than the norm/
make yo girl fill out this form….. then i f-ck her in the dorm

[hook:]

imma take it to the face…….bombay with the chase/
three phones with no case….. black sh-lls, gold lace

ain’t no way you n-gg-s safe….. 30 singles on the tape/
you continue with the hate…… imma take it to the bank
[repeat]

[verse 2:]

im out here collecting fetti….. eyelids getting heavy/
most these n-gg-s ain’t so ready……. gotta keep the flow steady

ain’t no time for being petty…. i just hope you get the message/
you can listen for a second….. imma go and play some tekken

imma hit my n-gg- pepp up…. we gon link and make cl-ssic/
imma leave out with some magic….. every visit its a habit

real and wise with the vlog….. john wick for my dog/
every problem can’t be solved……. every n-gg- can evolve

gold daytons with the spokes…. tony baker with the jokes/
like a game of double dutch….. imma show you guys the ropes

i’m the guy that’s yelling action…. get the pic without a caption/
screaming at em, samuel jackson…… caddy color, micheal blackson

auto-pilot with the hustle…. terry crews with the muscle/
politicking with the uncle….. daily push ups on my knuckles

in the end i’m getting paid….. do it all another day/
heard yo girl was super fun…… we can both make a trade

[hook:]

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