In the whip wit some drip and that stick bitch I been tryna murk em! 
Damn, niggas they broke, they dick ride
I’m on the road through the night time 
Damn, ake me a puff, feel right now
& I fucked up, she don’t look at me right now 

Honestly, can say that I tried now
Honestly, the gang yea I’m dying bout em 
And we deep, whenever we ride out 
Bnb, this shit like a hideout
Heated seats, whenever it’s ice out 
& I geek up whenever it’s nice out
I ain’t beefing with ya, better sign out
That Maria, I burn all the time now 
Balenci, yea I put on my spine, I ball like Ariza when he at the line now 
I be thinking about every time I lost to my demons, I can’t let it slide now 
In the whip wit some drip and that stick bitch I been tryna murk em
I was covered in rags, I’m covered in tags & swag, Vadova don’t hurt em
Ain’t no way that I’m coming in last, bitch I’m going mad, and they getting nervous 
And no way that we going out bad, we don’t gotta flash it, bitch we ain’t worried

Wav team go up fasho 
Glock 26 for my ho
Told da bitch she could jus hold it
Ion even kno where to go, but I’m tryna dive in her ocean 
Ion een think I can float 
& she got coke under her nose
Told that bitch that I ain’t fuckin wit it & I told dat bitch I got no competition in this bitch
Ion even think I can float, but I’m tryna dive in her ocean 
But really I want me the whole thing, dat must be why I’m hurting yea
Hurting, big body no curtains, they can’t see inside cus them boys worthless 
Ion think in the past, I been getting cash, you know that I been tryna murk em 
That Mercedes go fast, this bitch in my lap, 100k right in my duffel 
Number (N)ine on my tag, I move like a rebel, you fuck with us and you in trouble 
Number (N)ine on my tag, you move like a pussy boy you fuck around and get shot

In the whip wit some drip and that stick bitch I been tryna murk em! 
Damn, niggas they broke, they dick ride
I’m on the road through the night time 
Damn, take me a puff, feel right now
& I fucked up, she don’t look at me right now

Murk Em ft Xani London [Masin/Tylerfutura]

slimggp - bigbody

Lyrics:

Im in love with the bank ( Im thumbin thru cash rn ) 
Im in love with the bank ( I need that bag rn) 
Im in love with the bank ( Gotta get that bag rn) 

B-a-g I gotta get it, I'm fucking this bitch like a mission 
I done hit yo bitch now you playing victim
I done reeled this hoe in like a fisherman 
Yes Im rolling up not in a swisher man
You niggas was sleeping tempur pedic
Where tf have I been ? Yeah its been a minute 

I hit the bank, get them heart eyes
Lately been ballin like Harden 
I'm in the A, I'm with my guys
We hit the store we be balling 
Finesse ya ass like I'm Five Guys 
You can't play me baby, Ima wise guy
Me & You dont connect like bad wifi, No I can't explain it
Gotta big big bag, bitch I been saving 
Gotta chocolate bad bitch, damn she crazy

I just be chopping her up 
Might chop this shit like I'm from Texas 
I got that helmet on like I'm a Texan 
Damn I fell in love with the bank I'm obsessed & I fell in love with the teller
Rocking Martine Rose & Margiela 
Bitch on my skin like a sweater
I'm thumbin chos, cheddar
Got a few hoes, several 
Hella clothes like I got wholesale

Young niggas blowing they on these hoes they trickin, in reality they trippin
I like the shoes I doubled up the pair
Roll up another one, exotik smell
I'm catching up how you turn to a snail
P-a-p-e gotta get it, tryna change the way I'm living
They asking what is the limit
It aint no mf limit 

Im in love with the bank ( Im thumbin thru cash rn ) 
Im in love with the bank ( I need that bag rn) 

B-a-g I gotta get it, I'm fucking this bitch like a mission 
I done hit yo bitch now you playing victim
I done reeled this hoe in like a fisherman 
Yes Im rolling up not in a swisher man
You niggas was sleeping tempur pedic
Where tf have I been ? Yeah its been a minute 

I hit the bank, get them heart eyes
Lately been ballin like Harden 
I'm in the A, I'm with my guys
We hit the store we be balling 
Finesse ya ass like I'm Five Guys 
You can't play me baby, Ima wise guy
Me & You dont connect like bad wifi, No I can't explain it
Gotta big big bag, bitch I been saving 
Gotta chocolate bad bitch, damn she crazy

I just be chopping her up 
Might chop this shit like I'm from Texas 
I got that helmet on like I'm a Texan 
Damn I fell in love with the bank I'm obsessed & I fell in love with the teller
Rocking Martine Rose & Margiela 
Bitch on my skin like a sweater
I'm thumbin chos, cheddar
Got a few hoes, several 
Hella clothes like I got wholesale

Omar- luvwitthebank (p. exotiklyfe x young emphasis) {DJSCOOBEXCLUSIVE}

pannin out[mend1k+vmesh]

9geek - real [rubmay+ dakumun +thr6x] ^xxxpressions xxxclusive^

dark glo - Xmen [harvey & okgoony]

huntas[atea1k+quis+jab]

Lyrics : 




Oh yaaa oh ya , yeahhh yaa oh yeah yeah
Oh yaaa oh ya

Start up the whip, Sit in the whip wait for a minute 
I count green spinach, bro codeine sipping
Yes, he drug mixing, In the club
I got some thick shit on me want me to tip her
I knock her down timber, I gotta tan bitch look like Timberlands
She aint seen me in a while, Yeah it’s been a minute
Yeah, you know I’m getting it
Look at my hoodie a Chito Givenchy piece
Why is you hating? Cause your bitch is wanting me to
You biting the sound, nigga my son
Im tryna hangout, she wanna have fun

Big ass section in the club
I’m pouring shots in her mouth
From now on, Its going up no no no 
No going south, From the south 
Flying out, cross to different states 
On the interstate, stomping the gas ion even know bout the brakes
I need a mill today, ian talking no food but I need a meal on my plate
They want a piece of the cake, I told em wait
I’m playing with the money like Stake

Ruth Chris, what you want with your steak shawty
Ruth Chris, what you want with your steak
Bit say I’m her number one
Hell nah, it’s too late
I heard that they sleeping on me
My bro creeping on ya
Ate a shroom, I’m seeing colors
Way too geeked, I’m seeing double 
It’s some tint up on the whip
You can’t even see in there 
How I’m making shit like this 
Damn it ain’t even fair

Niggas be hating on the low
Like, damn how he get right there 
Fuck it I switch up the flow, Wait how I do that there
You taking my love for granted shawty
Now ya heart damaged 
Friends all in ya ear, I can’t stand em
I had to calm down, I almost panicked 
I talk the bitch out her panties
Her friend in her ear, say she cant stand me yeah
Too high in the air, I’m not landing 
I was down bad, I had ran it up
Let’s get out of here, I want some hoes out of here
So I brought some out of here
I had to get out of there, Bad bitch doing my
hair
Two hoes, came in a pair

Start up the whip, Sit in the whip wait for a minute 
I count green spinach, bro codeine sipping
Yes, he drug mixing, In the club
I got some thick shit on me want me to tip her
I knock her down timber, I gotta tan bitch look like Timberlands
She aint seen me in a while, Yeah it’s been a minute
Yeah, you know I’m getting it
Look at my hoodie a Chito Givenchy piece
Why is you hating? Cause your bitch is wanting me to
You biting the sound, nigga my son
Im tryna hangout, she wanna have fun

trenchcoat (henney x ero x sense)

Omar (@fuckomarr)

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