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teller bank$ & wino willy - anthrax lyrics

[intro]
uh, yo, ayy
yo

[verse 1]
creep up on him, if he lackin’, leave him leakin’, where he at?
i gotta feed my demons blood, my n+gga, please don’t get me mad
i’m in back in all black, got the strap off the strap
know i’m that man, got the pack, boy, i’m the pack man
n+gga got a bag and need a bag, then i’m the bag man
n+gga got the cash and need a sack, i’m the sack man
black van, black tints, you’ll get black bagged, back back
got it in my hand, he tried to get his out his backpack
pap+pap, that’s that, scratch, scratch, pass that
get a n+gga whacked quick as sendin’ out a cash app
he dissed me on the ‘gram, it’s only right that he a hashtag
i’m marty mcfly with these black mags
caught all of the sh+lls and half the powder in a trash bag
i’ma up it first, ain’t never evеr gotta blast back
.44 bulldog barkin’, where my dogs at?
i’m a vetеran, i hear a pop and see a flashback
uh, bust it open if your ass fat
if you got some money for me, baby, i can smash that
ridin’ with my gun out, know i’m lookin’ like i’m mad max
n+ggas sent some powder through the mail, look like it’s anthrax
n+ggas know i’m up, they tryna score and i can’t have that
n+ggas b+tchin’ up, these n+ggas tellin’, i can’t have that
yo, ayy, nah, i can’t have that, ayy
[chorus]
if you got some money for me, baby, i can smash that (yo)
ridin’ with my gun out, know i’m lookin’ like i’m mad max (yo, ayy)
n+ggas sent some powder through the mail, look like it’s anthrax (yeah, ayy)
n+ggas know i’m up, they tryna score and i can’t have that (yeah)
n+ggas b+tchin’ up, these n+ggas tellin’, i can’t have that (yeah)

[verse 2]
they just talkin’ ’bout molly, i was sellin’, they insecure
it’s a motherf+ckin’ shame most n+ggas ain’t doin’ more
them n+ggas don’t want war, they ain’t soldiers at all
smokin’ to feel sober, i never felt closer
a lot of sh+t i never got over, just got away from
makin’ it outta hopeless moments is where my faith from
if i’m goin’ down, i’m goin’ out kickin’ like bass drums
wait, uh, i’m barely heatin’ up
my n+gga, turn the speakers up
n+ggas ain’t got the degrees needed to come and speak with us
you can’t survive the heat of the kitchen, how you eat with us?
we rockin’ like the ’80s, got ladies blowin’ my beeper up
blowin’ my spot up like it’s baghdad, bagged your moms in a dad hat
this for the backpackers that had crack stashed in a knapsack
i’m the head of the class, b+tch, i’m a class act
they took an actin’ class and passed that, need to get passed that
put it where my past at, uh, back to the future
teller bank$ be the rapper, wino w+lly producin’, uh
yo, ayy, uh
teller bank$ be the rapper, wino w+lly producin’, yeah, ayy

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