(Huh, huh)
(Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh)
(Huh, huh, huh, huh)
(Huh, Huh)
Bank, bank, bank
I want the bank inside my purse
Money fiend, been money fiending
I can't look at her
Take myself right to the bank and I'ma show myself some cash
Finna obtain all the money first, then come slap on her ass
Yeah, I came straight from the wasteland baby
I ain't tryn hear no bullshit from you
Niggas swear they nothing like these niggas, but they do the same bullshit they do
Bitch nigga, don't call me your f*ckin brother, you ain't cool the way my brothers cool
And f*ck being cordial with all these niggas, cuz word, I don't like the way they move
I ain't tryna pop out with a bitch, I'm tryna pop out with a bag
Tryna take these niggas heads off, I don't care who mad
Watch the way you acting round me, don't act like a f*ckin chad
Don't care how I look to all these niggas, cuz I'm tryna go bad
Bank, bank, bank
I want the bank inside my purse, hey
Bank, bank, bank
I want the bank inside my purse, hey
Bank, bank, bank
I want the bank inside my purse, hey
Bank, bank, bank
I want the bank inside my purse, hey