BANKRUNNER

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Gotta spring for this mission I'm on
'Forе I slide, hit a spritz of cologne
Scammer calls and thеy won't leave me 'lone
Put the engine [?] alone
In Atlanta, I'm passing through zones
In McLaren, I know what I want
Gotta amp up the bass with the phonk
Gotta beat up the beat with the trunk
I be sipping whiskey, not Patron
I be rollin' up weed, am I wrong?
Louis V [?] got me beefin'
But I really won't be around 'til the weekend
I do not [?] to get to the chicken
You know that the first 'round the corner, no sleep in
I was at Vans at a young nigga [?]
Already posted in the mufucking deep end
I was riding 'round skating in Stan Smith
No [?] 'cause I really would land it
Palm Springs to the 436, my side of town
Long way posted on Stanley
Everyday with the clique, niggas already know who that is
This is like a family

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