lirik lagu don trip - bank account
[intro]
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah
wake up every day and check my bank account
(dtdakidd)
yeah
(beat those drums)
yeah
[verse 1]
first thing on my list of things to do is go and get paid
how i got three pistols on me and still don’t feel safe?
i’ma pour a lot of liquor out when i go and visit pif grave
you can see i’m in pain, baby, it’s written all on my face
d~mn, i wish i could grieve in peace, but a bunch of my bills is due this week
and my wife and kids need food to eat, so it’s either you or me
me and my old partners ain’t so close, not like we used to be
’cause i got no more use for them when i start to feel likе they usin’ me
give a n~gga cold shouldеrs how i wan’ shoot the breeze
n~ggas gettin’ so focused on tryna rub it in that they loose the lead
i’m in it deeper than scuba steve, i let it help you cool your beans
boy, i seen so much it startin’ to sound like i got it off a movie screen
boy, these n~ggas so p~ssy, need to get a pap smear and a nuvaring
gangster b~tch wear the uzi pro around her neck like a f~ckin’ cuban link
money, power, respect, i ain’t never buyin’ into the foolery and fake jewelry
n~ggas type about it online and never go and do a thing
second i stop lovin’ this, then it’s time to quit, know it’s time to switch
called lil’ homie with the switch, now he ain’t comin’ home ’til he ninety~six, devastatin’
fingers crossed, hopin’ he don’t give a witness statement
they poked lil’ homie in jail, turned a witness statement to a victim statement
i’m on the move like the minute hand, a bunch of k!llers in the minivan
so if it’s up, it’s up, they gon’ come spin for me like a ceiling fan
still hope i made my mama proud, still ridin’ with the thumper out
still get a little irritatin’, n~ggas try to bargain my number down
[chorus]
i wake up every day and grab my phone, check my bank accounts
i got nothin’ to complain about, but makin’ more is all i ever think about
fn with the thirty~round magazine, yeah, the stick hangin’ out
nah, n~gga, we ain’t hangin’ out, i’d rather use a toothbrush to paint a house
[verse 2]
and ‘fore i chill with you broke n~ggas, my role models was dope dealers
and i grew up to be a dope dealer, d~mn, go figure
my sons cannot say the same, though, f~ck you think i’m in this game for?
stashin’ money for a rainy day, f~ck an umbrella and a raincoat
i probably f~cked her, never knew her name, i know it’s a shame, so i call her jane doe
only cuff her undercover like a narcotic cop wearin’ plain clothes
if we talkin’ ’bout money, then you know it’s goin’ down like drano
ain’t checkin’ in with n0body but the concierge, b~tch, where i can’t go?
[chorus]
i wake up every day and grab my phone, check my bank account
i got nothin’ to complain about, but makin’ more is all i ever think about
fn with the thirty~round magazine, yeah, the stick hangin’ out
nah, n~gga, we ain’t hangin’ out, i’d rather use a toothbrush to paint a house
[outro]
long live pif
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