RUN IN THE BANK ft. OTW & vaguebdz Lyrics

Fuck what you say, I run in the bank

I'm getting paid, now she wanna stay

Chop with a blade, so he get filet'd

I got the K if you wanna play

I got the drake, so fuck out the way

He lovin' his life, I take it away

Talk out of spite, I fuck up your day

Talk in the mic, she like what I say

Walkin' at night, a mask on my face

His life the price that he finna pay

Glock with a light and it's bout to bang

Lights shine bright in the oncoming lane

Don't wanna fight, be ready to aim

Been runnin' through life, I call it a race

Private flights, and they come with the fame

Up late night, smokin' propane

This what we were, we ain't the same

I'm drivin' far, whippin' the range

Gun heat him up make him look like a flame

Chop been tucked and that bitch bout to spray

That bitch on her knees, but she doesn't even pray

I am a dog and I cannot be tamed

I paint the picture, you fill up the frame

Diamonds, they gon' glisten VVS's on the chain

Pushin' up the pistons when I'm drivin' through the rain

Choppa give you stitches how I hit you in the brain

Ain't fuckin' with these bitches, but they yellin' out my name

Ain't fuckin' with these bitches, not even your main

She said that she love me, she goin' insane

She said, Jace don't play me like all of these games

Then I played that lil' bitch like a game

And the choppa gon' bite with the fangs

It's a cobra, but it's not a snake

In the stu and Im chillin' with vague

And we killin' these beasts like the plague

I ain't fuckin' with none of y'all lames

Think you better than this, but you ain't

Open a check and it's makin' a faint

Put your hands in the air like a rave

Dropped that song when she asked me to change

Then I told her I'm turnin' the page

She came back, she was beggin' for grace

I told her that she was too late

Remember smokin' the house out with Jace

We would go in the closet and blaze

Now we runnin' the game like relay

In the race, we takin' first place

Fuck what you say, I run in the bank

I'm getting paid, now she wanna stay

Chop with a blade, so he get filet'd

I got the K if you wanna play

I got the drake, so fuck out the way

He lovin' his life, I take it away

Talk out of spite, I fuck up your day

Talk in the mic, she like what I say

Walkin' at night, a mask on my face

And I carry the choppa

Just in case I gotta deal with the drama

That bitch the devil, I drip her in prada

Take out his spine, realignin' his chakras

Teach that bitch a lesson, I feel like a proctor

I got the choppas, they bite like piranhas

Don't wanna talk if it's not about a comma

Your bitch on my dick and she ride Yokohama

If she wanna leave, I ain't never gon' stop her

I stole her heart if she call me a robber

Gucci cologne and Versace pajamas

We on the bender just like Futurama

When I run in the bank, it be solvin' my problems