Bank Account lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah

[Verse 1]
I'm 'bout to run up a check
Who want to f*ck up a check?
I need a VV and S
Yeah that Chanel on my dress
I cannot settle for less
You know this head is the best
You know the pus*y be wet
I'ma go flex on my ex
Oh you gon' buy me a bag?
You tryna get you some ass
With that lil twenty-one hundred
I'ma just take it and laugh
I'm in Giusepp when I step
I'ma go Louis my belt
I'ma go Gucci my scarf
I think I'm feeling myself

[Chorus]
I got one two three four five six seven eight
Bad ass b*tches, different flavors if you pick it
You can catch me in your city, perfect ass perfect titties
We want Renni, we want Renni, we on Spades, we on Henny
[Verse 2]
I might just walk in and buy it
They throw the money, I stop
n*ggas they flooding my flow
I think I need me a mop
I think I need me a rake
Matter fact grab me a trash bag
On these hoes with they mad ass
I'm the GOAT, hashtag that
Got Christian Loub's, yeah we buy 'em by the pair, yeah yeah
Gucci thong, pus*y waxed, ain't no hair, down there
Ain't no touching, you can drool, you can stare, yeah yeah
You can try but you can't buy, I'm not for sale, yeah yeah

[Chorus]
I got one two three four five six seven eight
Bad ass b*tches, different flavors if you pick it
You can catch me in your city, perfect ass perfect titties
We want Renni, we want Renni, we on Spades, we on Henny

[Outro]
I'm 'bout to run up a check
Who want to f*ck up a check?
I need a VV and S
Yeah that Chanel on my dress
I cannot settle for less
You know this head is the best
You know the pus*y be wet
I'ma go flex on my ex