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kid ink - bank lyrics

i bring in the cash on a f-ckin’ crane
i lost count again, who’s to f-ckin’ blame?
count that sh-t
i just blew a crib on a f-ckin’ chain
i do what i want, i’m the f-ckin’ bank
i bring in the cash on a f-ckin’ crane
i lost count again (flip that sh-t)
i just f-cked two girls on a f-ckin’ plane
i do what i want, i’m the f-ckin’ bank
i’m the f-ckin’ bank
(i do what i want) i’m the f-ckin’ bank
tell your b-tch to hurry with my f-ckin’ chains
i do what i want, i’m the f-ckin’ bank (okay)

i do what i want, i’m the f-ckin’ bank
watch me run it up, baby you can chase
i sell water to a whale then take that sh-t to wells
teller, what’s the balance? she say that you’re doin’ well
well, well, doin’ well, ‘member back when we was broke?
no, no, i must add the mention, n-gg-s gettin’ old
oh, oh, n-gg-s h-t me up like i’m the atm

and i check my bank account more than you check your instagram

grams on top of grams on top of grams of all this f-ckin’ dank
jump in, dive in, swim into the money, walk me to the plank

since a youngin’ i’ve been tryna eat, show me where the plate
i’m just tryna eat, let me say my grace

i bring in the cash on a f-ckin’ crane
i lost count again, who’s to f-ckin’ blame?
count that sh-t

i just blew a crib on a f-ckin’ chain
i do what i want, i’m the f-ckin’ bank

i bring in the cash on a f-ckin’ crane
i lost count again, flip that sh-t
i just f-cked two girls on a f-ckin’ plane
i do what i want, i’m the f-ckin’ bank

i’m the f-ckin’ bank
i’m the f-ckin’ bank
tell your b-tch to hurry with my f-ckin’ chains

i do what i want, i’m the f-ckin’ bank

i do what i want, act an -ss in this b-tch
i done lost count again, seen the -ss on my chick
all these b-tches here, n-body even asked for the address
countin’ all this dirty money got my house in a mess
message after message, pretty clear just check your texts
i still know n-gg-s with kis that’s givin’ out piano lessons

said that’s some sh-t you ain’t know, your party i will rain on
watch it disappear, i make it come right back, sh-t david blaine, oh
whip it, horseback ridin’ in the ‘rari
i’m usain runnin’ through my city for coins like mario
every time i party at the crib, it’s like mardi gras
baby throw that money maker, i’m just tryna withdraw

i bring in the cash on a f-ckin’ crane
i lost count again, who’s to f-ckin’ blame?
count that sh-t
i just blew a crib on a f-ckin’ chain
i do what i want, i’m the f-ckin’ bank
i bring in the cash on a f-ckin’ crane
i lost count again, flip that sh-t
i just f-cked two girls on a f-ckin’ plane
i do what i want, i’m the f-ckin’ bank
i’m the f-ckin’ bank
i’m the f-ckin’ bank
tell your b-tch to hurry with my f-ckin’ chains
i do what i want, i’m the f-ckin’ bank

- kid ink lyrics

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