DestoDubb, Lil Uzi Vert, Smokepurpp, Lil Pump and 03 Greedo - Bankteller
(Thank you Fizzle)
Tell a bank teller to relax-lax
(I had to tell that bitch relax)
I got all these blue hundreds in the Glad bag
(I got the money in the trap) ay
Tell a bank teller to relax-lax
(I had to tell that bitch relax)
I got all these blue hundreds in the Glad bag
Ay (relax-lax), tell a bank teller (ooh), tell the bank teller (ay, uh)
Bank teller, teller bank teller (uh ooh)
Tell a bank, tell a bank teller (ay)
(Relax-lax) tell a bank teller, tell the bank teller
Bank teller
What I can't tell her, what I can't, what I can't tell
What I can't tell her (huh)
Is that I just fucked her daughter (yo' daughter)
Jerry Spring' just told me that Lil Pump is not the father (uh uh)
I got two trap houses (trap), and they all modern (brrt)
I just had a threesome, in my PE locker (PE)
Ooh, I don't want your bitch no more (no more)
Ooh, pouring up Ace, not falls, ooh
Ohh, I just fucked a bitch, sat 35, O
Told her suck my dick, I'ma put your ass on (Goddamn)
Got three mansions and three phones (phones)
I forgot that I had a stripper at home (yeah)
I got molly, I got beans (whoa)
I got Percs and lot of Coke (whoa)
Ay (relax-lax), tell a bank teller, tell the bank teller
Bank teller, teller bank teller (uh ooh)
Tell a bank, tell a bank teller (ay)
(Relax-lax) tell a bank teller, tell the bank teller
Bank teller
What I can't tell her, what I can't, what I can't tell her
I'm in the foreign doing forty in the fast track
Driving slowly 'cause I can't see past this trash bag
I got big bank, Gucci on the dash dash
I got money, give a fuck about a dashcam (yeah)
Transform a new McLaren to a Trans Am
She just shit just like a birdie 'cause I'm cashed in
Yeah, I just bought a brick, that's thirty-six O's
Studio in it, with like thirty-six hoes
Niggas on the block, ex-bitch to move O's
Take that trip, don't lose that loaf
Ay (relax-lax), tell a bank teller, tell the bank teller
Bank teller, teller bank teller (uh ooh)
Tell a bank, tell a bank teller (ay)
(Relax-lax) tell a bank teller, tell the bank teller
Bank teller
What I can't tell her, what I can't, what I can't tell her
Rockstar, like I'm Paul McCartney
Ooh, stellar stellar (aye)
I can't hear nothing, Helen Keller
You get punched and now look
Me no rat, I get hella cheddar
I get mozzarella
Take two hunnid thousand out the bank
'Cause I fucked the teller
My dope nuts
Yeah my Kreme too Krispy
You can't kiss me, lick me
Asian bitch playing with my balls, so I call her Misty
I fucked Trixie, then I made a wish, then saw Icky Vicky
I'm not mixy, you niggas too iffy
My Glock got a stiffy
Tell a bank teller to relax-lax
(I had to tell that bitch relax)
I got all these blue hundreds in the Glad bag
(I got the money in the trap) ay
Tell a bank teller to relax-lax
(I had to tell that bitch relax)
I got all these blue hundreds in the Glad bag
Ay (relax-lax), tell a bank teller (ooh), tell the bank teller (ay, uh)
Bank teller, teller bank teller (uh ooh)
Tell a bank, tell a bank teller (ay)
(Relax-lax) tell a bank teller, tell the bank teller
Bank teller
What I can't tell her, what I can't, what I can't tell her
Maison Margiela's cost seven or better
I'm the bank teller, no I'm a drank seller
I'm a fat nigga in a Gucci sweater
I'm a rich nigga and she a gold digger
He a great nigga, no, he a great nigga
He rockin' Bape, but it's all fake nigga
They calling me racist 'cause I hate niggas
Grinding so hard that my portions got bigger
You is a better and I am a bidder
She gave me top, so I had to send dinner
Only sip Wok, I do not do no liquor
I am a winner and you is a quitter
Sucking my dick, now I know she a spitter
Kicking these pints, you gon' think I'm a kicker
A pint before breakfast, a pint after dinner
03 Pump, Greedo my nigga
Tell a bank teller (teller)
This Louis my sweater (ooh ooh)
Came through with a Beretta
Stack my cheese, that mozzarella (ooh ooh)
Ay, uh, look at my teeth
Uh (yeah), diamonds all on my teeth, uh (ay)
(Yeah) I'm gon' eat
Bon Appétit (Lil Pump)
She want come inside, but I'm gon' fuck her in the car (yessir)
He gon' try and run, but I'm gon' put him on that dark
Smoking weed and sipping lean, diamonds dance in the dark (yeah)
See the drip and see these diamonds, she know we all stars
Tell a bank teller to relax-lax
(I had to tell that bitch relax)
I got all these blue hundreds in the Glad bag
(I got the money in the trap) ay
Tell a bank teller to relax-lax
(I had to tell that bitch relax)
I got all these blue hundreds in the Glad bag
Ay (relax-lax), tell a bank teller (ooh), tell the bank teller (ay, uh)
Bank teller, teller bank teller (uh ooh)
Tell a bank, tell a bank teller (ay)
(Relax-lax) tell a bank teller, tell the bank teller
Bank teller
What I can't tell her, what I can't, what I can't tell her
Written by:
Symere Woods, Omar Pineiro, Gazzy Garcia, Jason Jackson, Joshua Taylor
Publisher:
Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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