Aye tell the bank teller I need all them shits in blue hundreds
You hear me?
Bounce in the bank smellin' like new money
Benjamin Franklin countin' them Blue hundreds
I step in the building, I'm still like who want it?
When we get to moving you better move something
Champagne, ice cold
Blue hundreds, bank rolls
Street schemes, Never told
Get that bank roll!
Niggas they hating on me because they see me balling
F*ck what they talking bout cuz I hear they bitches calling
Pussy be wetter, that pussy feel just like New Orleans
When I starting getting to it, them niggas got to stalling
Getting money on the low
Big bank, neck full of gold
Young nigga, flexing on these hoes
They was frontin, yeah boy I know
Came from the PJ hop on the PJ then we roll out
Look at shows, look at the seats, them bitches sold out
Middle of summer but in my city getting cold out
All of us eating, I tell my homies get the bowl out
And we coming back for seconds
Allentown, know just what I'm repping
Engine revving, all in 60 seconds
Same nigga on the block was posted with the Mac 11
Woah!
Bounce in the bank smellin' like new money
Benjamin Franklin countin' them Blue hundreds
I step in the building, I'm still like who want it?
When we get to moving you better move something
Champagne, ice cold
Blue hundreds, bank rolls
Street schemes, Never told
Get that bank roll
We running the city, we dreamchasing on some Meek shit
Niggas is shooting the cops ask we never see shit
Bagging them zips, me and AC in the fiend whip
Freezing to death man that bitch aint have no heat shit
I remember when my teacher said I wouldn't be shit
Now my hundreds green and blue my money looking seasick
Wearing all white in the ocean like Jesus, like I'm Jesus
Uh
Champagne, ice cold
Campaign with the bros
Get money, f*ck hoes
And you niggas mad and sad that I got more shine and drive than a motherf*cking Jag
Run it like C Breezy when them bullets when them bullets coming fast
While I'm wearing all black like I'm motherf*cking Shaft
Stack dough, act broke like I'm motherf*cking Shad
Bounce in the bank smellin' like new money
Benjamin Franklin countin' them Blue hundreds
I step in the building, I'm still like who want it?
When we get to moving you better move something
Champagne, ice cold
Blue hundreds, bank rolls
Street schemes, Never told
Get that bank roll!
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Aye tell the bank teller I need all them shits in blue hundreds
You hear me?
Bounce in the bank smellin' like new money
Benjamin Franklin countin' them Blue hundreds
I step in the building, I'm still like who want it?
When we get to moving you better move something
Champagne, ice cold
Blue hundreds, bank rolls
Street schemes, Never told
Get that bank roll!
Niggas they hating on me because they see me balling
F*ck what they talking bout cuz I hear they bitches calling
Pussy be wetter, that pussy feel just like New Orleans
When I starting getting to it, them niggas got to stalling
Getting money on the low
Big bank, neck full of gold
Young nigga, flexing on these hoes
They was frontin, yeah boy I know
Came from the PJ hop on the PJ then we roll out
Look at shows, look at the seats, them bitches sold out
Middle of summer but in my city getting cold out
All of us eating, I tell my homies get the bowl out
And we coming back for seconds
Allentown, know just what I'm repping
Engine revving, all in 60 seconds
Same nigga on the block was posted with the Mac 11
Woah!
Bounce in the bank smellin' like new money
Benjamin Franklin countin' them Blue hundreds
I step in the building, I'm still like who want it?
When we get to moving you better move something
Champagne, ice cold
Blue hundreds, bank rolls
Street schemes, Never told
Get that bank roll
We running the city, we dreamchasing on some Meek shit
Niggas is shooting the cops ask we never see shit
Bagging them zips, me and AC in the fiend whip
Freezing to death man that bitch aint have no heat shit
I remember when my teacher said I wouldn't be shit
Now my hundreds green and blue my money looking seasick
Wearing all white in the ocean like Jesus, like I'm Jesus
Uh
Champagne, ice cold
Campaign with the bros
Get money, f*ck hoes
And you niggas mad and sad that I got more shine and drive than a motherf*cking Jag
Run it like C Breezy when them bullets when them bullets coming fast
While I'm wearing all black like I'm motherf*cking Shaft
Stack dough, act broke like I'm motherf*cking Shad
Bounce in the bank smellin' like new money
Benjamin Franklin countin' them Blue hundreds
I step in the building, I'm still like who want it?
When we get to moving you better move something
Champagne, ice cold
Blue hundreds, bank rolls
Street schemes, Never told
Get that bank roll!
You hear me?
Bounce in the bank smellin' like new money
Benjamin Franklin countin' them Blue hundreds
I step in the building, I'm still like who want it?
When we get to moving you better move something
Champagne, ice cold
Blue hundreds, bank rolls
Street schemes, Never told
Get that bank roll!
Niggas they hating on me because they see me balling
F*ck what they talking bout cuz I hear they bitches calling
Pussy be wetter, that pussy feel just like New Orleans
When I starting getting to it, them niggas got to stalling
Getting money on the low
Big bank, neck full of gold
Young nigga, flexing on these hoes
They was frontin, yeah boy I know
Came from the PJ hop on the PJ then we roll out
Look at shows, look at the seats, them bitches sold out
Middle of summer but in my city getting cold out
All of us eating, I tell my homies get the bowl out
And we coming back for seconds
Allentown, know just what I'm repping
Engine revving, all in 60 seconds
Same nigga on the block was posted with the Mac 11
Woah!
Bounce in the bank smellin' like new money
Benjamin Franklin countin' them Blue hundreds
I step in the building, I'm still like who want it?
When we get to moving you better move something
Champagne, ice cold
Blue hundreds, bank rolls
Street schemes, Never told
Get that bank roll
We running the city, we dreamchasing on some Meek shit
Niggas is shooting the cops ask we never see shit
Bagging them zips, me and AC in the fiend whip
Freezing to death man that bitch aint have no heat shit
I remember when my teacher said I wouldn't be shit
Now my hundreds green and blue my money looking seasick
Wearing all white in the ocean like Jesus, like I'm Jesus
Uh
Champagne, ice cold
Campaign with the bros
Get money, f*ck hoes
And you niggas mad and sad that I got more shine and drive than a motherf*cking Jag
Run it like C Breezy when them bullets when them bullets coming fast
While I'm wearing all black like I'm motherf*cking Shaft
Stack dough, act broke like I'm motherf*cking Shad
Bounce in the bank smellin' like new money
Benjamin Franklin countin' them Blue hundreds
I step in the building, I'm still like who want it?
When we get to moving you better move something
Champagne, ice cold
Blue hundreds, bank rolls
Street schemes, Never told
Get that bank roll!
Writer: Dondre Perry, Trey Riddick
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