New drip
Whip all white oops cool whip
F*ck all them niggas you cool wit
Balenciaga my shoe Bitch
That young nigga been ballin they talmbout
Massacre way with a sawed off
Turned my pain into money they scars now
Fingers up to the feds let my dawgs
I ran outta the spot wit the backend ran that shit up I don't do no relaxin
Big dawg hoe I sleep wit a Mack10 air this hoe out for them niggas who askin
Better duck if we catchin you lackin, streets gettin cold for a nigga who nappin
I gotta eat so I'm trapping death to any nigga out who was rattin
I been steady gettin loaded f*ck a nigga feelings we dont do the simpin
I done spent a couple hundred on these new margeilas nigga f*ck a intrest
I'm in the coupe top down fully loaded eatin shrimp with some bitches
They givin dome in the back I want niggas to see hoe my windows ain't tinted
I'm pineapple scented hoe I'm at the Lennox I drop off the bag like them white people paid me
I put that work in for Fabo and all my niggas livin under the pavement
I don't got love for a snitch if I had it way they'd making they grave
He made a friend with the law so the last thing he said was the words on the statement
I don't have time for the games
I don't have time for the games
I don't have time for the games
I don't have time for the games
I don't have time for the games
Gang
We been the ones in the bank
Know what I'm sayin
We been the ones in the bank
Know what I'm sayin
We been the ones in the bank
We been the gang
We been the ones in the bank
New drip
Whip all white oops cool whip
F*ck all them niggas you cool wit
Balenciaga my shoe Bitch
That young nigga been ballin they talmbout
Massacre way with a sawed off
Turned my pain into money they scars now
Fingers up to the feds let my dawgs
I ran outta the spot wit the backend ran that shit up I don't do no relaxin
Big dawg hoe I sleep wit a Mack10 air this hoe out for them niggas who askin
Better duck if we catchin you lackin, streets gettin cold for a nigga who nappin
I gotta eat so I'm trapping death to any nigga out who was rattin
SoIceyBoy Kane - Escobar Lyrics
SoIceyBoy Kane - Escobar Lyrics
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New drip
Whip all white oops cool whip
F*ck all them niggas you cool wit
Balenciaga my shoe Bitch
That young nigga been ballin they talmbout
Massacre way with a sawed off
Turned my pain into money they scars now
Fingers up to the feds let my dawgs
I ran outta the spot wit the backend ran that shit up I don't do no relaxin
Big dawg hoe I sleep wit a Mack10 air this hoe out for them niggas who askin
Better duck if we catchin you lackin, streets gettin cold for a nigga who nappin
I gotta eat so I'm trapping death to any nigga out who was rattin
I been steady gettin loaded f*ck a nigga feelings we dont do the simpin
I done spent a couple hundred on these new margeilas nigga f*ck a intrest
I'm in the coupe top down fully loaded eatin shrimp with some bitches
They givin dome in the back I want niggas to see hoe my windows ain't tinted
I'm pineapple scented hoe I'm at the Lennox I drop off the bag like them white people paid me
I put that work in for Fabo and all my niggas livin under the pavement
I don't got love for a snitch if I had it way they'd making they grave
He made a friend with the law so the last thing he said was the words on the statement
I don't have time for the games
I don't have time for the games
I don't have time for the games
I don't have time for the games
I don't have time for the games
Gang
We been the ones in the bank
Know what I'm sayin
We been the ones in the bank
Know what I'm sayin
We been the ones in the bank
We been the gang
We been the ones in the bank
New drip
Whip all white oops cool whip
F*ck all them niggas you cool wit
Balenciaga my shoe Bitch
That young nigga been ballin they talmbout
Massacre way with a sawed off
Turned my pain into money they scars now
Fingers up to the feds let my dawgs
I ran outta the spot wit the backend ran that shit up I don't do no relaxin
Big dawg hoe I sleep wit a Mack10 air this hoe out for them niggas who askin
Better duck if we catchin you lackin, streets gettin cold for a nigga who nappin
I gotta eat so I'm trapping death to any nigga out who was rattin
Whip all white oops cool whip
F*ck all them niggas you cool wit
Balenciaga my shoe Bitch
That young nigga been ballin they talmbout
Massacre way with a sawed off
Turned my pain into money they scars now
Fingers up to the feds let my dawgs
I ran outta the spot wit the backend ran that shit up I don't do no relaxin
Big dawg hoe I sleep wit a Mack10 air this hoe out for them niggas who askin
Better duck if we catchin you lackin, streets gettin cold for a nigga who nappin
I gotta eat so I'm trapping death to any nigga out who was rattin
I been steady gettin loaded f*ck a nigga feelings we dont do the simpin
I done spent a couple hundred on these new margeilas nigga f*ck a intrest
I'm in the coupe top down fully loaded eatin shrimp with some bitches
They givin dome in the back I want niggas to see hoe my windows ain't tinted
I'm pineapple scented hoe I'm at the Lennox I drop off the bag like them white people paid me
I put that work in for Fabo and all my niggas livin under the pavement
I don't got love for a snitch if I had it way they'd making they grave
He made a friend with the law so the last thing he said was the words on the statement
I don't have time for the games
I don't have time for the games
I don't have time for the games
I don't have time for the games
I don't have time for the games
Gang
We been the ones in the bank
Know what I'm sayin
We been the ones in the bank
Know what I'm sayin
We been the ones in the bank
We been the gang
We been the ones in the bank
New drip
Whip all white oops cool whip
F*ck all them niggas you cool wit
Balenciaga my shoe Bitch
That young nigga been ballin they talmbout
Massacre way with a sawed off
Turned my pain into money they scars now
Fingers up to the feds let my dawgs
I ran outta the spot wit the backend ran that shit up I don't do no relaxin
Big dawg hoe I sleep wit a Mack10 air this hoe out for them niggas who askin
Better duck if we catchin you lackin, streets gettin cold for a nigga who nappin
I gotta eat so I'm trapping death to any nigga out who was rattin
Writer: SoIceyBoy Kane
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