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      Kid Ink

      Album: Summer In The Winter

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      Kid Ink - Bank Música y Letra

      I bring in the cash on a fuckin' crane
      I lost count again, who's to fuckin' blame?
      Count that shit
      I just blew a crib on a fuckin' chain
      I do what I want, I'm the fuckin' bank
      I bring in the cash on a fuckin' crane
      I lost count again, flip that shit
      I just fucked two girls on a fuckin' plane
      I do what I want, I'm the fuckin' bank
      I'm the fuckin' bank
      I do what I want, I'm the fuckin' bank
      Tell your bitch to hurry with my fuckin' chains
      I do what I want, I'm the fuckin' bank
      
      I do what I want, I'm the fuckin' bank
      Watch me run it up, baby you can chase
      I sell water to a whale then take that shit to Wells
      Teller what's the balance? She say that you're doin' well
      Well, well, doin' well, 'member back when we was broke?
      No, no, I must add the mention, niggas gettin' old
      Oh, oh, niggas hit me up like I'm the ATM
      And I check my bank account more than you check your Instagram
      Grams on top of grams on top of grams of all this fuckin' dank
      Jump in, dive in, swim into the money, walk me to the plank
      Since a youngin' I've been tryna eat, show me where the plate
      I'm just tryna eat, let me say my grace
      
      I bring in the cash on a fuckin' crane
      I lost count again, who's to fuckin' blame?
      Count that shit
      I just blew a crib on a fuckin' chain
      I do what I want, I'm the fuckin' bank
      I bring in the cash on a fuckin' crane
      I lost count again, flip that shit
      I just fucked two girls on a fuckin' plane
      I do what I want, I'm the fuckin' bank
      I'm the fuckin' bank
      I'm the fuckin' bank
      Tell your bitch to hurry with my fuckin' chains
      I do what I want, I'm the fuckin' bank
      
      I do what I want, act an ass in this bitch
      I done lost count again, seen the ass on my chick
      All these bitches here, nobody even asked for the address
      Countin' all this dirty money got my house in a mess
      Message after message, pretty clear just check your texts
      I still know niggas with kis that's givin' out piano lessons
      Said that's some shit you ain't know, your party I will rain on
      Watch it disappear, I make it come right back, shit David Blaine, oh
      Whip it, horseback ridin' in the 'Rari
      I'm Usain runnin' in my city for coins like Mario
      Every time I party at the crib, it's like Mardi Gras
      Baby throw that money maker, I'm just tryna withdraw
      
      I bring in the cash on a fuckin' crane
      I lost count again, who's to fuckin' blame?
      Count that shit
      I just blew a crib on a fuckin' chain
      I do what I want, I'm the fuckin' bank
      I bring in the cash on a fuckin' crane
      I lost count again, flip that shit
      I just fucked two girls on a fuckin' plane
      I do what I want, I'm the fuckin' bank
      I'm the fuckin' bank
      I'm the fuckin' bank
      Tell your bitch to hurry with my fuckin' chains
      I do what I want, I'm the fuckin' bank

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