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Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
How much in my? Uh, woo
Ayy, ayy, ayy
How much in my bank?
Take you to spend that sh*t, I did that sh*t
Ooh, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
How much of my?
Ooh, ayy, ooh, ooh
Yuh, ayy, ayy

How much in my bank?
Take you to spend that sh*t, I did that sh*t
I'm so used to the fakes
Start to defend that sh*t, I'm sick of that sh*t

Yeah, yeah, I want bougie hoes
Don't want no friendly-ass b*t*h
She aimin' that sh*t
I don't drive no V unless we turn that sh*t
You numb to me
Plus I'm off these thirties, I ain't feelin' that sh*t
In love with me
Love me while I'm high so I don't remember that sh*t
Super sport, leather seats
Summertime I get sick of that sh*t
Spend it like it's destiny
God planned on me getting that sh*t
Thought this part of Hollywood
Don't tell me what my b*t*hes did
Just touched down, I miss the drank
I gotta take a trip to sip
Death only hurt when it’s close to you
Thinkin' 'bout what you coulda did
Relapsed, broke my oath with you
Last week I was just a kid

How much in my bank?
I'ma spend that sh*t, I did that sh*t
Ayy, ooh, ayy, ayy
How much in my bank?
Take you spend that sh*t, I, ooh, ayy
Ayy, ayy

How much in my bank?
Take you to spend that sh*t, I did that sh*t
I'm so used to the fakes
Start to defend that sh*t, I'm sick of that sh*t

Ooh, ayy, ooh
Ooh, ayy, ayy
I'm so used to the fakes
Start to defend that sh*t, I'm sick of that sh*t
I'm so used to the fakes
Start to defend that sh*t, I'm sick of that sh*t

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