Hey Bankk
Gotta run it gotta run it up, no
Hey Bankk
Gotta run it up
I want the cup brody like what the f*ck
Tried to show you love but I gave you enough
Niggas hating, keep that shit away from us
Gotta get to the bag nigga that's a must
She trynna f*ck shorty only want lust
Like I take all your feelings turn it into dust
Like you moving fast you not trynna get hit
Too fast in the foreign nigga I'm legit
She in the V getting lit to sum sexy
Started shaking that ass in the back of the whip
Like she f*ckin' me I know she like it messy
Bad bitch she was shaking' her hips
Like lets get some drinks and go back to the telly
Gotta get up on her I don't wanna miss
Gotta run it up
I want the cup brody like what the f*ck
Tried to show you love but I gave you enough
Niggas hating, keep that shit away from us
Gotta get to the bag nigga that's a must
She trynna f*ck shorty only want lust
Like I take all your feelings turn it into dust
I'm feel good when I walk in the bank
B3nji baby I get to the cake
Too much gualla make a hoe faint
I smoke skunk (that shit stank)
I go automatic with the K
So watch how you move and think
Leave yo ass in the past with the fakes
Met two besties named Gina and Pam
Wave me off like a fan
All on my body they know who I am
Cut the middle man
Stay on my own, I took the risk
Know folks mad
They dridd cause a young nigga getting lit
Now niggas wanna reminisce
Gotta run it up
I want the cup brody like what the f*ck
Tried to show you love but I gave you enough
Niggas hating, keep that shit away from us
Gotta get to the bag nigga that's a must
She trynna f*ck shorty only want lust
Like I take all your feelings turn it into dust
Too fast in the foreign nigga I'm legit
She in the V getting lit to sum sexy
Started shaking that ass in the back of the whip
(Bow Bow Bow Bow)
Jaybankk - Bank (feat. LouB3nji) Lyrics
Jaybankk - Bank (feat. LouB3nji) Lyrics
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Hey Bankk
Gotta run it gotta run it up, no
Hey Bankk
Gotta run it up
I want the cup brody like what the f*ck
Tried to show you love but I gave you enough
Niggas hating, keep that shit away from us
Gotta get to the bag nigga that's a must
She trynna f*ck shorty only want lust
Like I take all your feelings turn it into dust
Like you moving fast you not trynna get hit
Too fast in the foreign nigga I'm legit
She in the V getting lit to sum sexy
Started shaking that ass in the back of the whip
Like she f*ckin' me I know she like it messy
Bad bitch she was shaking' her hips
Like lets get some drinks and go back to the telly
Gotta get up on her I don't wanna miss
Gotta run it up
I want the cup brody like what the f*ck
Tried to show you love but I gave you enough
Niggas hating, keep that shit away from us
Gotta get to the bag nigga that's a must
She trynna f*ck shorty only want lust
Like I take all your feelings turn it into dust
I'm feel good when I walk in the bank
B3nji baby I get to the cake
Too much gualla make a hoe faint
I smoke skunk (that shit stank)
I go automatic with the K
So watch how you move and think
Leave yo ass in the past with the fakes
Met two besties named Gina and Pam
Wave me off like a fan
All on my body they know who I am
Cut the middle man
Stay on my own, I took the risk
Know folks mad
They dridd cause a young nigga getting lit
Now niggas wanna reminisce
Gotta run it up
I want the cup brody like what the f*ck
Tried to show you love but I gave you enough
Niggas hating, keep that shit away from us
Gotta get to the bag nigga that's a must
She trynna f*ck shorty only want lust
Like I take all your feelings turn it into dust
Too fast in the foreign nigga I'm legit
She in the V getting lit to sum sexy
Started shaking that ass in the back of the whip
(Bow Bow Bow Bow)
Gotta run it gotta run it up, no
Hey Bankk
Gotta run it up
I want the cup brody like what the f*ck
Tried to show you love but I gave you enough
Niggas hating, keep that shit away from us
Gotta get to the bag nigga that's a must
She trynna f*ck shorty only want lust
Like I take all your feelings turn it into dust
Like you moving fast you not trynna get hit
Too fast in the foreign nigga I'm legit
She in the V getting lit to sum sexy
Started shaking that ass in the back of the whip
Like she f*ckin' me I know she like it messy
Bad bitch she was shaking' her hips
Like lets get some drinks and go back to the telly
Gotta get up on her I don't wanna miss
Gotta run it up
I want the cup brody like what the f*ck
Tried to show you love but I gave you enough
Niggas hating, keep that shit away from us
Gotta get to the bag nigga that's a must
She trynna f*ck shorty only want lust
Like I take all your feelings turn it into dust
I'm feel good when I walk in the bank
B3nji baby I get to the cake
Too much gualla make a hoe faint
I smoke skunk (that shit stank)
I go automatic with the K
So watch how you move and think
Leave yo ass in the past with the fakes
Met two besties named Gina and Pam
Wave me off like a fan
All on my body they know who I am
Cut the middle man
Stay on my own, I took the risk
Know folks mad
They dridd cause a young nigga getting lit
Now niggas wanna reminisce
Gotta run it up
I want the cup brody like what the f*ck
Tried to show you love but I gave you enough
Niggas hating, keep that shit away from us
Gotta get to the bag nigga that's a must
She trynna f*ck shorty only want lust
Like I take all your feelings turn it into dust
Too fast in the foreign nigga I'm legit
She in the V getting lit to sum sexy
Started shaking that ass in the back of the whip
(Bow Bow Bow Bow)
Writer: Jay Bankk
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid