Walk in the bank
I tell em open up the vault yeah
I'm gucci'd down
But I'm not signed 1017
Say they don't understand the lingo that I talk yeah
I want my blue faces all a hundred g's
I'm living life just like a legend baby
You know we winning kicking big
Ain't no confetti baby
You see the way we moving heavy weight
Big things
I don't need a squad you see
I got a dream team
I don't need a score
Hit the engine hear it roar
New whip lift the door
Used to whip Honda Accord
Now I'm ballin with no budget
& I love it
You niggas keep cappin
Y'all need to cut it
Sippin on lean lean it f*ck my tummy up
Louie V my momma up
Going hard not giving up
I really don't give a f*ck
Know i keep that semi tuck
Gucci Louie fendi up
Stay down had to run it up
Had to add them commas
Yea
Cymone I reckon
I'm poppin this like
I'm makaveli
Like micheal Vick in his prime
Hang round convicted felons
I know this life that I'm living
Is full of sin
But I'm praying man that I win
Cause I'm riding this til the end
So don't fold on me
I'm right where I'm sposed to be
Life just like I movie man
I swear they know me overseas
Ain't no fear that's holding me
Nooky man was blood to me
Even though it's r.i.p
My fam gone hold it down for me
That's g
Cymone
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Walk in the bank
I tell em open up the vault yeah
I'm gucci'd down
But I'm not signed 1017
Say they don't understand the lingo that I talk yeah
I want my blue faces all a hundred g's
I'm living life just like a legend baby
You know we winning kicking big
Ain't no confetti baby
You see the way we moving heavy weight
Big things
I don't need a squad you see
I got a dream team
I don't need a score
Hit the engine hear it roar
New whip lift the door
Used to whip Honda Accord
Now I'm ballin with no budget
& I love it
You niggas keep cappin
Y'all need to cut it
Sippin on lean lean it f*ck my tummy up
Louie V my momma up
Going hard not giving up
I really don't give a f*ck
Know i keep that semi tuck
Gucci Louie fendi up
Stay down had to run it up
Had to add them commas
Yea
Cymone I reckon
I'm poppin this like
I'm makaveli
Like micheal Vick in his prime
Hang round convicted felons
I know this life that I'm living
Is full of sin
But I'm praying man that I win
Cause I'm riding this til the end
So don't fold on me
I'm right where I'm sposed to be
Life just like I movie man
I swear they know me overseas
Ain't no fear that's holding me
Nooky man was blood to me
Even though it's r.i.p
My fam gone hold it down for me
That's g
Cymone
I tell em open up the vault yeah
I'm gucci'd down
But I'm not signed 1017
Say they don't understand the lingo that I talk yeah
I want my blue faces all a hundred g's
I'm living life just like a legend baby
You know we winning kicking big
Ain't no confetti baby
You see the way we moving heavy weight
Big things
I don't need a squad you see
I got a dream team
I don't need a score
Hit the engine hear it roar
New whip lift the door
Used to whip Honda Accord
Now I'm ballin with no budget
& I love it
You niggas keep cappin
Y'all need to cut it
Sippin on lean lean it f*ck my tummy up
Louie V my momma up
Going hard not giving up
I really don't give a f*ck
Know i keep that semi tuck
Gucci Louie fendi up
Stay down had to run it up
Had to add them commas
Yea
Cymone I reckon
I'm poppin this like
I'm makaveli
Like micheal Vick in his prime
Hang round convicted felons
I know this life that I'm living
Is full of sin
But I'm praying man that I win
Cause I'm riding this til the end
So don't fold on me
I'm right where I'm sposed to be
Life just like I movie man
I swear they know me overseas
Ain't no fear that's holding me
Nooky man was blood to me
Even though it's r.i.p
My fam gone hold it down for me
That's g
Cymone
Writer: ANDREW RINCON, CHYNA CYMONE BRYANT, TAKORT BYRD
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave