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vyrtageous - deposits lyrics

[intro – bighead bertha & otageous]

hi, thank you for calling bighead banking, how may i help you?
hey bighead, it’s otageous, how’s it going?
oh, mr. otageous! how are you this evening?
i’m pretty sh-tty actually, i wanna know how much is in my bank account right now
well, let me just give it an ol’ look-see here for you
yeah, please do that
do you mind holding for like one second?
yes, b-tch
oh, i’m sorry, sir, it actually says you have zero balance in your account
what the f-ck you talkin’ ’bout? yesterday it said two million!
sir, please relax, calm down, have you checked your closet?

[hook – vyrtangtang & otageous]

headed to bank, i need to make deposits
how much money do i have? i can’t call it
what the f-ck is going on in my wallet?
i think i left my money in my f-ckin’ closet

[verse 1 – otageous]

my wallet lookin’ drier than my phone (give it lotion)
credit card applyin’, throw a guy a bone (pause, pause, pause)
where my money gone, who am i to know (i’ono)
i ain’t got no bread, who gon’ rise the dough? (wheat bread)
playin’ sports, i broke an arm and a leg
now i’m broke, cuz everything an arm and a leg
i gots to go, to the bank, i would harm ’em for checks (murder)
f-ckin’ hoes, no v–gr-, man i’m hardly erect (flaccid)
like, what i’m gonna do? check the couch for some change (la-z-boy)
only found an application, it was minimum wage (mcdonald’s)
at this point, i’d strip nekkid on a cinema stage (stripper)
what i got to eat? i found some cinnamon, hey! (spices)
that’s my meal for the day, i’m holdin’ signs on the corner
“will work for vagine’, hit me up, i got da b-n-r”
wait, (hold up) i remembered that i got a secret stash!
ten racks up in my closet, i deposit, flee and dash, like (ooh!)

[verse 2 – vyrtangtang]

my credit card is always on decline (credit one)
swipe it up and down, slip ‘n slide (it’s wet, b-tch)
i open up my wallet, out come flies (dirty money)
my bread is in the oven, never rise
yeah, i’m broke, my bank won’t even give me a loan (favors)
i’m looking h-lla fresh, skeetin’ under my clothes (moisturizer)
got my life on the road, everyday the same clothes (fitted)
sittin’ in the laundry room, naked with phone
what’s a man to do? beggin’ all these people for change (atm)
they handed me a quarter, threw it back in they face (direct hit)
wait a minute, i remember puttin’ racks in my closet
yeah, i stole from my momma, need to make some deposits like (love you, momma!)

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