Imma pull up to the bank, bank, bank, bank, bank
Give a f**k bout what you think, think, think, think, think
All this cheese starting to stank, stank, stank, stank, stank
So move the f**k out of my way, way, way, way, way
I gotta go put the money in my hand, woah
Got a check, blew five hundred on some pants, woah
Making like 300k in a day
Making this money I'm feeling okay
You talk a lot of that shit like you really be making that money but really you aint
Ain't no f**g way you did that, yo
Traq burger gotta flip that, ay