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The Bank
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Yung Reece
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They call me reece the kid, I run up the money you know imma get some Look at the sh*t that I did, they dream about living my life but they trip son And I got me these racks I did, I f**ked ya hoe, now I’m finna dip son I said f**k it I did what I did it is what it is boy I had to clip sum f**k around I’mma buy a Bugatti Like they really be mad that I got it And they really be mad I’m the hardest And they know I’m the hottest of topics Cause they steady hate on the kid, they fake wit the sh*ts, I might have to pop them They couldn’t relate to the kid, they know I’m the sh*t, they heard that I’m poppin, like Now they really wanna be me At the top I know they see me Made a hundred and it’s easy f**k it let’s go to the bank Running up the money, show them where the tank All these b*t*hes love me, all they boyfriends hate Last night was blurry I was off the pain killers f**k you, go and switch lanes with him My main tryna bring the pain with her But that’s how it go Two white hoes that’s two white noses Both them wet, got me feeling like Moses Hold on, swimming in the b*t*h like the ocean Hold on, yea I’m with your b*t*h she open Hold on you the one she left on open Im here floating you there hoping, like
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