[Chorus x2:]
Where the f** you think I'm at?
I'm at the bank
If you're looking for a n***a
I'm at the bank
I'm at the wealth farm
I'm at the B.O.A
I'm at the Suntrust
I'm at the church
I'm at the wealth farm
I'm at the B O A
I'm at the Suntrust
I'm at the church
[Verse 1:]
The realest n***a you ever met in your life before
Game I beat them ten bands
Take me off the child support
Feeling like a new man
These mills turning life unfold
Brother in the feds
He gonna fall and hold the sky in place
Cause he fall
Never regular
Bout to make a movie
Groupy b**hes grab your cellular
Instagram the bands
Like the mother f**ers playing song
f** it, if she bad
Swear I'm gonna do the p**y roll
Here's the plan
Yea we gonna do the p**y roll
Chop, chop, chop you're black on tint
Each and every p**y go, money
Everything is about the stash
Stay stacking
Sing to two
How to f**ing count it, so
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 2:]
I'm at the wealth farm
But when the fear of God
I'm at the bank rolling my car goal
I dear a n***a
Try to come and take it
I smoke his head like a marl brow
We jump the line at the B.O.A
Don't need ID cause we VIP
Early morning have a young n***a
Hit the drop off truck for B.B.T
I can't see you
Ray Charles
Mack nineties
Eight R's
Stop using my bank cards
And started using my face card
I be swapping cards like we swap bras
And treating b**hes like play toys
If a n***a try to steal from me
You can bet the K
I make them pay for it
Where the f** you think I met him?
At the bank b**h
Hundred thousand kush
Like a n***a wage bill
At the restroom
n***a you ain't taking sh**
I keep it on me
Just in case you want a face lift
[Chorus x2]