Hit the Bank lyrics

[Verse]
Her ass fat like Kim Stacks
DJ, run that sh*t back
New jewels, I cop that
New pistol, c*ck that
New watch, I cop that
And that top, I drop that
Pull up, where that guap at?
I took the game and locked that
Spending cash
Man, that sh*t is pity patter, I get it back
n*ggas petty, eighteen shots, n*gga out this 50 that
Got a hundred shots for n*ggas think they got nine lives, kitty cats
With my Chicago Bears, let us catch a opp he getting sacked

[Outro]
I ride X6 M, no Range Rover
This GTA, b*tch, not no Saint Rows
Pull up to the crib and I change clothes
Just to go and hit the bank, ho