Bank Account (Remix) lyrics

by

Fat Trel


[Verse]
I know this, bet you been on Los' di*k
Lately all you n*ggas out here sounding like my old sh*t, oh sh*t
Bogus, y'all cosigning bullsh*t, yet you don't include me when it's time now that's some bullsh*t, lil' b*tch
Oo, I'm the GOAT b*tch
Oo, I'm the GOAT uh
Oo, I'm the GOAT b*tch
But you n*ggas know this
Ah, been in the kitchen whippin' in the pot
Ah, just ran into my n*gga from the block
Ah, he had a nine milli and an ounce now I do the Milly Rock on any motherf*cking block
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinqo, say something n*gga
No habla ingles if the police in my face AH
f*ck all that stunting and yelling
I don't buy nothing you selling
I am so f*cking rebellious
I got the blunt lit on Ellen
n*ggas is half hoes, slash b*tch half clit half as*h*le half slit half way passed cold and that ain't even the half of it
Both finna have a fit, ya girl keep disappearing that's a magic trick, she want this magic stick
Un, deux, trois, quatre, f*ck was I tryna do
I ain't go to French alot I be with French alot
Plus I did perform in France and spend bands on my wrist alot
Took a lotta risks ain't hit no lottery to hit the top
Whip the drop, flip the top in the trunk so whether I pulled up without being noticed or hopped out the dopest sh*t I got the drop on you chumps
I cop this watch just to stunt, I got the Pac in my blunt, I got the B.I.G in my soul
Don't worry bout my flow, I got that b*tch in control
Your b*tch be talking to fast, might put that di*k in her slow
Can't wait for this n*gga to blow, I know they want me to win
sh*t I could go to platinum with all of them rappers in Lola's DM's chill
This is not a threat this a motherf*cking promise
You don't want these bars on your motherf*cking conciense
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 , 7, 8, stomp your f*cking face in the ground
Stomp your f*cking face in the ground
I'm really the goat, I'm ready to go, I'm really intrigued to see where my level can go
I'm really the best, I'm really this blessed
Don't render your feelings if you ain't willing to test
I admitted to being a villain, wasn't my vision to be in a ceiling [?]
Seeing a feeling what's missing to fill it in?
I'm missing my feelings, what position you filling in?
I ain't even give em the sauce, they was pulling all on a n*gga arms, made me f*ck around and spill it in
Splash
Your b*tch wanna drown
Your b*tch wanna drown
[Outro]
From now on address me as GOAT n*gga
Whoever they hired to hire all you n*ggas
Fire that n*gga
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