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ROB THE BANK lyrics

Performer Cal Scruby

ROB THE BANK song lyrics by Cal Scruby official

ROB THE BANK is a song in English

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Ayy, yeah

I gotta go, I'm on the run
I got a lot of shit I gotta get away from
I don't think I've seen the sun in eight months
Sitting in the rain getting day drunk
I play dumb when the doctor said to only take one
Zombie coming, better get a ray gun
Wish a motherfucka would say something
Don't blame me, daydreamers labeled, "ADHD"
Making money but I still ain't making more than men who make memes in their late teens
And the women that'll get in bed and get the camera ready spread a leg and say cheese
There's a lot ways to make a dollar but there's not a lot of ways to break free

Every time that I make more money (more money)
The IRS will come take that from me (aww)
Scared money don't make no money (no money)
You know what I'm thinking? The bank got money

If you hardly getting paid at a job you fuckin' hate
Tell the boss, "I quit this shit"
Let's go rob the fuckin' bank
Let's go rob the fuckin' bank
Let's go rob the fuckin' bank
Yeah, I quit, I'ma go hit this lick real quick
Let's go rob the fuckin' (shh)

You hear that? Crickets
It's like when I first did shows, had to open up and ain't sell no tickets
And I only got five, ten, fifteen minutes
So I got a lot to say when I drop the 808, pay attention
Oh shit
What if I told myself at a younger age I'd be stuck in a cube three hunnid days
To make what? Less than a hunnid K
Yeah, no shit
You can't tell me what to do and what to say
Can't be overused and underpaid, guess I gotta choose another way

Every time that I make more money (more money)
The IRS will come take that from me (aww)
Scared money don't make no money (no money)
You know I'm thinking? I'll take that money

If you hardly getting paid at a job you fuckin' hate
Tell the boss, "I quit this shit"
Let's go rob the fuckin' bank
Let's go rob the fuckin' bank
Let's go rob the fuckin' bank
Yeah, I quit, I'ma go hit this lick real quick
Let's go rob the fuckin' bank

Scared money don't make money
I'm terrified of a bitch coming through verified and she very fine
And we link up and we sharing wine then I wake up
Wonder where am I? then in nine months gonna swear it's mine
But I'm white, she's white, and that baby's not
So maybe not
Shit, anything goes
These days, I think everybody knows
Everybody tricking, everybody hoes
Everybody sell their body with their soul
Everybody tryna make a living working 'til they die
Just the way it goes 'cause the rent is high and the pay is low
No wonder why we all broke

If you hardly getting paid at a job you fuckin' hate
Tell the boss, "I quit this shit"
Let's go rob the fuckin' bank
Let's go rob the fuckin' bank
Let's go rob the fuckin' bank
Yeah, I quit, I'ma go hit this lick real quick
Let's go rob the fuckin' bank

(It's my money and I need it now)
(It's my money and I need it now)
Yeah, I quit, I'ma go hit this lick real quick
Let's go rob the fuckin' bank
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No unauthorized reproduction of lyric.
Writer: Calvin Scruby
Copyright: O/B/O DistroKid

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