Bank Account (Remix)

I'm willing to die for this ****

I'm ready to flip it and end up in prison the rest of my life for this ****

So my momma ain't want me, she got an abortion

I end up surviving this ****

And if I wanted somethin', I ain't got the money

I'd probably be robbing and ****

Don't know how much I cry for this ****

Said I am willing to ride for this ****

You know murder's my hobby

Inside of my closet's a bunch of dead bodies and ****

*****s say that I'm cursed

'Cause I go to church and stare at the Bible and ****

Shawty say I'm the worst cause I do my dirt

And I don't be hiding this ****

*****, I'm a savage I spit at you bastards

I wonder what you gonna do to me hoe

I need to hear some more rapping

I'm just not impressed by your cash or your jewelry, ho

All you my soldiers and I'm a lieutenant

Goddammit, you should be saluting me, ho

I hope you know I ain't going nowhere

All you rappers just better get used to me, ho

*****, I'm Mr. Blue with my jeans

Bought me a Jeep, 'cause I wasn't riding as much

My bank account looking weak

Don't look at me, I ain't got time for no fun

Starting to feel like Tyrese, I'm 'bout to trip

And maybe start crying or som'

I might just hit up the Smith's

Throw me a fit and wait for my wire to come

Ain't nobody give or show me love when I was coming up

I had to double up and tell these *****s buckle up before they ride

And they don't really wanna knuckle up, I hit 'em with the uppercut

I had these mother****ers running for they life

Unidentified craft when I'm flying past

I'm an alien sailin' and if you look up in the sky

Blow your mind back, put your eyes back to your iPad, I'm an Iraqi in suicide

When the bombs are loaded and your mind explode in the wind

And you gon' sit down, repent

I was raised in the sewer; me and the clown are friends

Red balloons for your kids, sink my tooth in ya *****

I lost too many friends, I don't do good with kids

What you know about riding dirty in the evening?

What you know about Ramen Noodles

And a pack of sazon seasoning

What you know about leaving the oven door open when there's no heat again

And the rent is due and your landlord try

And throw you out on the streets again

*****, I was always dreaming of a Bentley

And a ****ing Lamborghini when I win 'em

I'ma finally get a break

If I didn't get it way before

I guarantee that if I talk to God

Then I can say I got it when I prayed

She don't really want me to get petty

Turn her dime into a penny

But she know I got a lot of **** to say

I can turn some water into henny

Drink it up and let the semi shoot

I'll pop you *****s all up in the face

Blood all up in the lake,

I wanna see your wake die

They don't wanna wave bye

Creep when I came by, teeth like a K9

Bleed through your Levi, we from the East Side

Eat when the beat's hot, tea from the teapot

Aim for the tree top, beg till your knees pop

Skrrt in a Nissan, swerve into three cars

You just a bird in a beehive

You just a cold in a room full of germs

*****, I said all of my idols and favorite rappers ain't been rhyming a lot

What the **** happened to Jay Electronica? I wonder if he still got it or not

Whatever happened to Elzhi?

Whatever happened to Meth? What happened to Beans?

Whatever happened to Lauryn?

What happened to Banks? Tell me what happened to Bleek?

What the **** happened to Mos? What happened to Missy?

*****, what happened to Ghost?

Whatever happened to Cube?

What up with Common? What the ****, where did they go?

Tell me what happened to Budden's, what about Luda?

I hope they ain't losing it now

Hope they get back to the music 'cause I need some new ****

I'm sick of these new *****s out, I'm that new ***** now

I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight

Nine *****s wanna war, 10 *****s on the floor, 11 *****s on the porch

12 killers wanna war, 13 carnivores, 14 Labradors, 15 dinosaurs, 16 Avatars

17 bombs or grenades at your rental car

18 ways you can die when you have it all

I got I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight

Nine *****es wanna ****, 10 *****s wanna rush, 11 hitters on a bus

12 think they one of us, 13 other guns, 14 runners-up

15 rubber gloves, 16 double pumps

17 shots in your face till you cuddle up

18 ways you can die tryna **** with us

I'm willing to die for this ****

Said I'm ready to flip it and end up in prison the rest of my life for this ****

And my momma ain't want me, she got an abortion

I end up surviving this ****

**** if I wanted somethin', I ain't got the money

I'll probably be robbing this ****

Don't know how much I cry for this ****

Said I am willing to die for this ****

You know murder's my hobby

Inside of my closet's a bunch of dead bodies and ****

*****s say that I'm cursed

'Cause I go to church and stare at the Bible and ****

Shawty say I'm the worst cause I do my dirt

And I don't be hiding this ****

Joyner, wooh!