Bank歌词

[Verse 1: Qveen Herby]
Fake hoes get mad loans to get seen in a Ferrari
Real ******* just stack bones, they camouflage like army
I'ma stay with pre-game, so high above your drama
My in taste, 'cause I don't chase, better spray it down like Vodka
[Pre-Chorus: Qveen Herby]
Ha-ha-hate on me, 'cause I'm "too nice"
Act def if you say it twice
Didn't come for that cheap hype
You get kept out wit' that "shelf life"
Legacy like Gucci stripe
THC is my only vice
You don't feel me, then that's fine
Then get back in the kitchen like a "real wife"
[Chorus: Monogem & (Qveen Herby)]
It's a sweet life
Cherry pie
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
Everybody wants some
Gotta' sweet life
Love is like...
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
[Post-Chorus: Qveen Herby]
(You can) take that to the bank
I do what I want
Everything that I touch, I make it gold
(Take that to the bank)
It's not ladylike, but I like to get high
On my supply
Take that to the bank
(I'm faded)
Oh, yeah, you can take that to the... bank
Oh, yeah (oh, yeah)
Take that to the... I'm faded
Oh, yeah, you can take that to the bank - I'm faded
Oh, yeah
(Uh, uh)
[Verse 2: Qveen Herby]
My prestige is unique like a new space, like a underscore
Sorry, I only leave home with fifty-thousand or more
Leo in my trust, so all these stars can hear me roar
So much harder than before, so impossible to ignore you
[Pre-Chorus: Qveen Herby]
Hate on me, 'cause I'm "too nice"
Act def if you say it twice
Didn't come for that cheap hype
You get kept out wit' that "shelf life"
Legacy like Gucci stripe
THC is my only vice
You don't feel me, then that's fine
Then get back in the kitchen like a "real wife"
[Chorus: Monogem & (Qveen Herby)]
It's a sweet life
Cherry pie
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
Everybody wants some
Gotta' sweet life
Love is like...
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
[Post-Chorus: Qveen Herby]
(You can) take that to the bank
I do what I want
Everything that I touch, I make it gold
(Take that to the bank)
It's not ladylike, but I like to get high
On my supply
Take that to the bank
(I'm faded)
Oh, yeah, you can take that to the bank - I'm faded
Oh, yeah (oh, yeah)
Take that to the bank - I'm faded
Oh, yeah, you can take that to the bank - I'm faded
Oh, yeah
(Uh)
[Verse 3: Maliibu Miitch]
Legacy like a Gucci stripe
Hit the block with that China white
Whippin' ah flippin' that yate
Coke and a dip in a' flippin' out states
Remember when they used to diss me?
Now, I'm the one standin' there liftin' up weights
Lockin' up keys to the safe
Lift up my ape
**** it
Lace me a vape
Goin' real hard in the pain
Rollin' up, puffin' up, smokin' like dank (dank, dank)
Ain't got no nothin', no fake
All of my *******, they done what it takes
Uh
Ain't got no love for no funk *****
Ain't got no love for no chump, uh
Ain't got no love for no hatin' hoe
Point 'em out and let 'em know
[Qveen Herby]
[Post-Chorus: Qveen Herby]
Take that to the bank
I do what I want
Everything that I touch, I make it gold (everything that I touch, yeah)
(Take that to the bank)
It's not ladylike, but I like to get high
On my supply
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Take that to the bank
(I'm faded)
Oh, yeah, you can take that to the bank - I'm faded
Oh, yeah
You can take that to the - I'm faded
You can take that to the - I'm faded
You can take that to the bank - I'm faded
Oh, yeah
[Outro: Qveen Herby]
(Sweet life... cherry pie)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Sweet life... ch-cherry pie)