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Break The Bank

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2017-01-02

  Break The Bank-Schoolboy Q

  Fuck rap, I've been rich, crack by my stick shift

  Oxy like concerts, always my bread first

  GetMine my nickname, O-X and cocaine

  Nina my new thing, blew up before fame

  Heart filled with octane, fire in my soul

  Burn through my shoestring, came up from boosting

  Du-rags and flatlines, drive-by's at bedtime

  Get down, I earn mine, so one loss they can't sign

  Thank God that I'm straight, no wonder my mom prayed

  Lost one of my cuzzos, cursed from them devils

  Good weed and me time, goodbye to Nissan

  'Cause one day this rappin' gon' pay

  So now we 'bout to break the bank, money be on my mind

  Niggas talkin' 'bout, soundin' like la-da-di-do, la-di-da-di-da-di-do

  Now we 'bout to break the bank, money be on my mind

  Niggas talkin' 'bout, soundin' like la-da-di-do, la-di-da-di-da-di-do

  La-da-di-do, la-di-da-di-da-di-do

  La-da-di-do, la-di-da-di-da-di-do, niggas talkin' 'bout

  La-da-di-do, la-di-da-di-da-di-do

  La-da-di-do, la-di-da-di-da-di-do, now we 'bout to break the bank

  My time to show out, finally the illest Crip

  And I guarantee, I spit harder than concrete

  Surprised I got teeth, my lungs inhale keef

  Peyote with THC, swinging for the fence

  I hope I make it out the park, where the baseheads slide

  After dark, where the bangers get caught

  Hid the gun in the trees, arrest me by the court

  I just wanna smoke weed and sip lean by the quart, for real

  Good weed, I hit that, crack rock, I sold that

  Oxy, I hid that, right by my nutsack

  Fuck pigs, I bust back, learned that from Deuce rap

  Peanut and B-loon, had gats before racks

  Way 'fore I found rap, bitch I had them things wrapped

  Astro on my cap, this shot ain't no phone app

  Chucks on my young heel, make sure that my sag ill

  Learn my set trip grill, trade in my big wheel

  Good grades and skipped school, this life gon' catch up soon

  Sure 'nough that shit did, 20 year old kid

  Got off my behind, write me some sweet lines

  'Cause one day my story gon' pay

  So now we 'bout to break the bank, money be on my mind

  Niggas talkin' 'bout, soundin' like la-da-di-do, la-di-da-di-da-di-do

  Now we 'bout to break the bank, money be on my mind

  Niggas talkin' 'bout, soundin' like la-da-di-do, la-di-da-di-da-di-do

  La-da-di-do, la-di-da-di-da-di-do

  La-da-di-do, la-di-da-di-da-di-do, niggas talkin' 'bout

  La-da-di-do, la-di-da-di-da-di-do

  La-da-di-do, la-di-da-di-da-di-do, now we 'bout to break the bank

  Your bitch wanted cash, get her, know I'm around boy

  Tell Kendrick move from the throne, I came for it

  I hope this fucking hit arrange for it, cause Goddamn

  What you talkin' 'bout if it ain't 'bout the money?

  Neck full of gold, I'm attracted to the honey

  Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

  On Figueroa, close your eyes, might need ya mommy

  Fuck rap, my shit real, came up off them pills

  Hustle for my meal, grindin' for my deal

  Love how I'm doing, long way from grooving

  Bitch call me 2 Chainz, units be moving

  Go hard for my Joy, so she don't need no boy

  Smile stay on her face, big room with her own space

  Up all night, the hard way, don't care if it take all day

  I let y'all fucks parlay, you wonder why I'm straight

  New shoes and sick clothes, bitches be front row

  Bow down her tempo, I don't know her info

  Threw up my peace sign, go rare with mignon

  'Cause one day this rappin' gon' pay

  So now we 'bout to break the bank, money be on my mind

  Niggas talkin' 'bout, soundin' like la-da-di-do, la-di-da-di-da-di-do

  Now we 'bout to break the bank, money be on my mind

  Niggas talkin' 'bout, soundin' like la-da-di-do, la-di-da-di-da-di-do

  La-da-di-do, la-di-da-di-da-di-do

  La-da-di-do, la-di-da-di-da-di-do, niggas talkin' 'bout

  La-da-di-do, la-di-da-di-da-di-do

  La-da-di-do, la-di-da-di-da-di-do, now we 'bout to break the bank

  What you talkin' 'bout if it ain't 'bout the money?

  Neck full of gold, I'm attracted to the honey

  Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

  On Figueroa, close your eyes, might need ya mommy

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