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mistah crisp - bank lyrics

mistah crisp

[verse 1]
half a band off just one stop
saying stand didn’t even let the 9 pop
running it back every hour just for another drop
faded dashing took like three blot
how many bands running done forgot
catch me might need robocop not no d-mn swat
operation cleaner than a curry jumpshot
no patience on up st-rdy with a magnum
in the street it’s a cannon that could dig a chasm
d-mn they coming in tandem
you can see them close only post mortem
looking for a tip but it never came orange
got clip storage cranking like a tank with an og jordan
f-ck a bank lead a dormant fortune
couldn’t get it with a f-cking warrant
checks flying so i ran up
drip is thicker than syrup
don’t put those hands up
make a target so you can surprise
when you rolling deep with seven guys
don’t need knives when you this f-cking size
d-mn this only like a quarter of my ties
we in the northern moving forward smashing in call it another mortar
it really ain’t getting warmer with all this ice in order
you fighting a warrior, think you finna get the prize?

[verse 2]
moving ye aight i’m flyer than a kite
three strike, i’ll put your goofy -ss head on a pike
how you looking dead before the f-cking sight
what i done wrote it to tote it
f-ck it’s a bite to a bark
a knight to a bard
the gat to a sword
small fight to an all out war
stunted i’m gunning i’m tearing the game’s pieces apart
look how i’m playing all of the cards
out here weighing you probably betraying
taking the bars out on a walk just to slay
sh-t it’s just what i convey
ain’t got nothing to say
except what’s out the ice tray

[bridge 1]
okay okay oh wait
where it at
stack it stack it stack it fat

[verse 3]
what it is what it do
pulling up with all of the crew
straight hustling on the block wearing a suit
got a couple pounds running right out of the boot
up down all the routes round town man you gotta discount
forcing like brute every ounce add another gem to the crown
every time it’s a pop up till i bounce out
why you off a mid when we got renowned loud
d-mn we just a bic fl1ck from another free brick
doing some running money stick when i’m off a cid trip
too quick to commit to another grip ship
cybin tea past the lip holding triple dip
repping a white tee when i smoke up another tree
i remember smoke the blunts up on the ski lift
in the midst we never missed when we lighting the spliff
ain’t that can for whipped nah we take the mist

[bridge 2]
out of my mind that sh-t crisp maybe bliss
no script hanging my head off the cliff flying like a disc
repping 25 but we hustle way past zone six

[verse 4]
selling in the country ditch cause it’s on the list
clip on my hip and hand on the switch
whole city need their fix, drip, and double dip to trip
run it up, cop a bag, f-ck a bank
i got bigger plans with the gang
got a ring phone rang, who’s that calling, it’s the bands
getting product only past two hands new strand
in a trance what’s the chance
run a dealer for his chain, shoes, shirt and pants
shoot at his toes, yellow belly you gonna dance
man i’ll run a round f-ck a friend
got a couple toes down so they call me ben 10
i’d go and ground your whole d-mn rent
you know what i meant when you cop some that wonderful scent
how this flower really smell like some mint
ayy bro is that like the print of the paper
maybe just a grin from the number one baker
lucky i am the creator and maker
of a roll that guaranteed be making you a h-ll of a lot greater
calling that the fruit of the labour
maybe you just more of a mater
to a mcqueen who been selling an acre
telling you i know too many who private
personally more of a major than minor
profit prices would put you crisis
but just call me a climber who be looking for signers
i make bombs stronger than isis
sh-t a hit is not a one timer
i’ll go till i make this whole city designer
maybe then you’ll remember this f-cking rhymer

- mistah crisp lyrics

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