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⚡ 21 Savage - Bank Account (Lyrics) ⏬ Download / Stream: http://smarturl.it/IssaAlbum_DSPs 🔥 Subscribe for more Drill music content🔥 🔔 Turn on notifications to find out about upcoming videos! 💕 Like the video and comment your favourite song! 💌 SUBMISSION PLATFORM: https://midnight-drill.portal.distric... 📷 Wallpaper: pexels.com 👉 21 Savage Facebook: https://21Savage.lnk.to/followFI Instagram: https://21Savage.lnk.to/followII Site: https://21Savage.lnk.to/followWI 🎤 Lyrics: 21 Savage - Bank Account [Intro] Ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ow, ow Wow, wow, wow, ow, ow, ow, ow [Verse 1] I buy a new car for the bitch (For real) I tear down the mall with the bitch (For real) You can't even talk to the bitch (No) She fucking with bosses and shit (On God) I pull up in 'Raris and shit (Skrrt) With choppers and Harleys and shit (For real) I be Gucci'd down (Gucci) You wearin' Lacoste and shit (Bitch) Yeah, Moncler, yuh, fur came off a bear, yuh (Yeah) Triple homicide, put me in a chair, yuh (In jail) Triple cross the plug, we do not play fair, yuh (On God) Got 'em tennis chains on and they real blingy (Bling) Draco make you do the chicken head like Chingy (Ching) Walk in Neiman Marcus and I spend a light fifty (Fifty) Please proceed with caution, shooters, they be right with me (21) Bad bitch, cute face and some nice titties Seventy-five hundred on a Saint Laurent jacket (Yeah) Bitch, be careful when you dumpin' your ashes (Bitch) I ain't no sucker, I ain't cuffin' no action (Nah) The skreets raised me (Wild), I'm a whole bastard (Wild, wild, wild) I bought a 'Rari just so I can go faster (Skrrt) Niggas tryna copy me, they playin' catch up (21) I might pull up in a Ghost, no Casper (21) I been smoking gas and I got no asthma [Chorus] I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight M's in my bank account, yeah (On God) In my bank account, yeah (On God) In my bank account, yeah (On God) In my bank account, yeah (On God) In my bank account, yeah (On God) In my bank account (On God) I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight Shooters ready to gun you down, yeah (Fast) Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God) Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God) Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God) Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God) Ready to gun you down (On God) [Verse 2] Yeah, dog (Yeah; huh), nah, for real, dog (21) Straight up out the 6, now got a house in the Hills, dog (21) Wanna see a body, nigga? Get you killed, dog (Wet) Wanna tweet about me, nigga? Get you killed, dog (Wet) Killed dog, I'm a real dog (21), you a lil' dog (21) Bill dog, want a bil', dog, chasin' mills, dog (Yeah) Dunk right in your bitch like O'Neal, dog (Wet) Plus I shoot like Reggie Mill', dog (21) Chopper sting you like a eel, dog (Fast) [Chorus] I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight M's in my bank account, yeah (On God) In my bank account, yeah (On God) In my bank account, yeah (On God) In my bank account, yeah (On God) In my bank account, yeah (On God) In my bank account (On God) I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight Shooters ready to gun you down, yeah (Fast) Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God) Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God) Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God) Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God) Ready to gun you down (On God) [Verse 3] Ruler clip, sent a ruler hit Pull up on your bitch, she say that I got a ruler dick Spray your block down, we not really with that ruh-rah shit Glock cocked now, I don't really give no fuck 'bout who I hit Yeah, your bitch, she get jiggy with me, keep that Siggy with me Bitch, I'm Mad Max, you know I got Ziggy with me Keep a mad mag in case a nigga wanna get busy with me 'Rari matte black, and I got a Bentley with me [Chorus] I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight M's in my bank account, yeah (On God) In my bank account, yeah (On God) In my bank account, yeah (On God) In my bank account, yeah (On God) In my bank account, yeah (On God) In my bank account (On God) I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight Shooters ready to gun you down, yeah (Fast) Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God) Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God) Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God) Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God) Ready to gun you down (On God) [Outro] Seventy-five hundred on a Saint Laurent jacket Bitch, be careful where you dumpin' your ashes I ain't no sucker, I ain't cuffin' no action The skreets raised me, I'm a whole bastard Tags Bank Account,21 Savage Bank Account,Bank Account 21 Savage,21 Savage Bank Account Lyrics,Bank Account 21 Savage Lyrics,21 Savage Lyrics,Bank Account Lyrics 21 Savage,Lyrics 21 Savage Bank Account,21 savage,bank account,21 savage bank account,bank account 21 savage,lyrics,lyrics bank account,21 savage bank account lyrics,bank account 21 savage lyrics,21 savage lyrics,bank account lyrics 21 savage,lyrics 21 savage bank account,lyrics bank account 21 savage,rap #21savage #bankaccount #lyrics