Lyrics: Meekz
Music: Meekz
Fresh out the bank
Ooh
Fresh out the bank
I do my little bop I don't know how to dance
I gotta get it I'm a champ
I gotta give thanks ooh
I'm in my bag clean mix
Stretch out the pack clean mix
Stretch out the rocks clean kicks
Fresh out the box beat sticks
New money and some plastic notes
My stack too big it can't fold
We goin' platinum gold with these Mark Row flows
Brr
'Cah my life's so cold
Put rocks in my watch you can see I sell stones
I can drop a tune like a box on the stove
I'm legit now mum I locked off the phone
But I'm on the motes I got spots on my dome
I ain't a dancer I'm a bopper
I ain't a rapper I'm a robber
I ain't a trapper I'm a slapper
And a horrible ****ing
A half an M in advance you won't get a next chance
Could've seen a bigger bag but I got the best camp
I shook hands and I said thanks
Jheeze roads getting me rich but that's some dead plans
I really studied the streets like it's some exams
Ooh
Fresh out the bank
I do my little bop I don't know how to dance
I gotta get it I'm a champ
I gotta give thanks ooh
I'm in my bag clean mix
Stretch out the pack clean mix
Stretch out the rocks clean kicks
Yeah
Fresh out the box beat sticks
Four by four fresh out the tank
Call me Santan 'cah I'm fresh out the bank
Sheepskin coat fresh out the lamb
DVLA fresh out the clamp
Clean kicks fresh out the box
Lightskin girl man's fresh out the box
Say free scalez 'til he's fresh out the box
Stress out the cops
Press out the opps
Bro it's so simple them man are simpin'
Katt Williams I stay pimpin'
Catch me in Dubai with the Sheikhs
And the Arabs and the Princes
I'm the opposite at the in thing
So check it out
It's all stages armed and dangerous
How do I say this
Babe I'm a sadist
And if you like rough play I'll show you what pain is
I'm tryna be as rich as my neighbours
My neighbours
My neighbours
My neighbours
Fresh out the bank
I do my little bop I don't know how to dance
I gotta get it I'm a champ
I gotta give thanks ooh
I'm in my bag clean mix
Stretch out the pack clean mix
Stretch out the rocks clean kicks
Fresh out the box beat sticks
Them man are gonna die tryin' while I get rich
I make pics I don't take pics I don't send pics
I call hits and I sing hits
I drive on the M6 in a M6
I said it's deeper than the rap in my past words
Now it's past words like I'm login in my Netflix
We can pull up to your address and address shit
It's all mine I don't stress shit
I'm gettin' rich they'll probably die tryin'
I can't stop time when she's gone but the times flyin'
I got caught red handed now I'm white lyin'
Can't pay for love so why try buy it
How can I make the rules and not abide by it
No time for arguments I'm too high for it
I mean I'm too fly for it
Book a flight put my guys on it
Times money I got money but I ain't got time for it
Ooh
Fre-fresh out the bank
I do my little bop I don't know how to dance
I gotta get it I'm a champ
I gotta give thanks ooh
I'm in my bag clean mix
Stretch out the pack clean mix
Stretch out the rocks clean kicks
Fresh out the box beat sticks
New whips fresh out the lot
Ooh
Fresh out the bank
New shit fresh out the shop
I gotta give what I got
Gotta get it I'm a boss
In the studio I won't answer my phone
Fresh off the roads