Album Name

Summer In The Winter (Explicit)

Artist

Kid Ink

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2015.12.31

Release Agency

Sony Music

Bank - Kid Ink
I bring in the cash
on a fuckin' crane
I lost count again
who's to fuckin' blame
Count that shit
I just blew a crib
on a fuckin' chain
I do what I want
I'm the fuckin' bank
I bring in the cash
on a fuckin' crane
I lost count again flip that shit
I just fucked two girls
on a fuckin' plane
I do what I want
I'm the fuckin' bank
I'm the fuckin' bank
I do what I want
I'm the fuckin' bank
Tell your bitch to hurry
with my fuckin' chains
I do what I want
okay
I'm the fuckin' bank
I do what I want
I'm the fuckin' bank
Watch me run it up
baby you can chase
I sell water to a whale
then take that shit to Wells
Teller what's the balance
She say that you're doin' well
Well well doin' well
'member back when we was broke
No no I must add the mention
niggas gettin' old
Oh oh niggas hit me up
like I'm the ATM
And I check my bank account
more than you
check your Instagram
Grams on top of grams
on top of grams
of all this fuckin' dank
Jump in dive in
swim into the money
walk me to the plank
Since a youngin' I've been tryna eat
show me where the plate
I'm just tryna eat
let me say my grace
I bring in the cash
on a fuckin' crane
I lost count again
who's to fuckin' blame
Count that shit
I just blew a crib
on a fuckin' chain
I do what I want
I'm the fuckin' bank
I bring in the cash
on a fuckin' crane
I lost count again
flip that shit
I just fucked two girls
on a fuckin' plane
I do what I want
I'm the fuckin' bank
I'm the fuckin' bank
I'm the fuckin' bank
Tell your bitch to hurry
with my fuckin' chains
I do what I want
I'm the fuckin' bank
I do what I want
act an ass in this bitch
I done lost count again
seen the ass on my chick
All these bitches here
nobody even asked for the address
Countin' all this dirty money
got my house in a mess
Message after message
pretty clear just check your texts
I still know niggas
with kis that's givin'
out piano lessons
Said that's some
shit you ain't know
your party I will rain on
Watch it disappear
I make it come right back
shit David Blaine oh
Whip it horseback
ridin' in the 'Rari
I'm Usain runnin' through
my city for coins like Mario
Every time I party at the crib
it's like Mardi Gras
Baby throw that money maker
I'm just tryna withdraw
I bring in the cash
on a fuckin' crane
I lost count again
who's to fuckin' blame
Count that shit
I just blew a crib
on a fuckin' chain
I do what I want
I'm the fuckin' bank
I bring in the cash
on a fuckin' crane
I lost count again
flip that shit
I just fucked two girls
on a fuckin' plane
I do what I want
I'm the fuckin' bank
I'm the fuckin' bank
I'm the fuckin' bank
Tell your bitch to hurry
with my fuckin' chains
I do what I want
I'm the fuckin' bank