lirik lagu que – weed bank
[hook]
pull up to the bank, n-gga smelling like weed
hop out the truck, i deposit the cheese
half from rap, half from ps
some this sh-t dirty and some this sh-t clean
mixing it up, burberry chucks
pockets on clumps, chunky as f-ck
bales of mid, too much to scale
you ain’t coming big, then f-ck it oh well
[verse 1]
two extra pounds in the bale, that’s all you
can’t come inside unannounced, gotta call through
she gon’ suck the soul out a n-gga ‘til her jaws blue
n-gga just blew a band like i won a lawsuit
lord have mercy, thousand perkys, shippin’ bales of albuquerque
will not talk to workers, i’m the boss, i talk in third person
circle tighter than a virgin
sippin’ purple like it’s bourbon
half a p wrapped in a turban
just in case they try to search it
watch your step when you p-ss me
f-ck that b-tch, this last week
these b-tch -ss n-ggas drag queens
two hoes with me playing tag team
unload 100 bows, snuck ‘em through the front door
got ‘em off, now i got a bankroll
blowin’ on some good dope, f-ckin’ on a hood ho
h-ll yeah, ‘fore the bank close n-gga i’ma
[hook]
pull up to the bank, n-gga smelling like weed
hop out the truck, i deposit the cheese
half from rap, half from p’s
some this sh-t dirty and some this sh-t clean
mixing it up, burberry chucks
pockets on clumps, chunky as f-ck
bales of mid, too much to scale
you ain’t coming big, then f-ck it oh well
[verse 2]
i just doubled up on a brand new plug
now a n-gga got one for every single drug
you pour ciroq, n-gga we pour the mud
she think i’ma pay for the cat, that’s a dub
i rock chanel, your n-gga rock love
i just bought a new stick and filled it with slugs
don’t say none’ but i just f-cked on what’s her name
diamonds in my f-ckin’ chain, dancin’ hard like usher ray
this sh-t here a dirty game
my wrist is a hurricane
pull up to the bank smelling like a pound of mary jane
i’m inside your b-tch, she say she riding with me right or wrong
she gon’ hop on top and ride this d-ck until her ties gon’
bought me a rollie off of dope money n-gga
now my wrist look like a snow cone
got half things, whole things, qps
young n-gga sellin’ ice cream like coldstone
[hook]
pull up to the bank, n-gga smelling like weed
hop out the truck, i deposit the cheese
half from rap, half from ps
some this sh-t dirty and some this sh-t clean
mixing it up, burberry chucks
pockets on clumps, chunky as f-ck
bales of mid, too much to scale
you ain’t coming big, then f-ck it oh well
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