Juice WRLD — Bank Account

[Intro] Dun-nun-nun Dun, nun-nun-nun (Juice did the beat) Dun, nun-nun-nun Dun, nun-nun-nun Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, okay (I want some juice) [Chorus] Bank account hittin' back-flips Said she wanna fuck on a Gucci mattress She a ballerina, back-bend I'ma probably fuck her from the front and back-end Then I may hit up her best friend Tell me how it feel when I'm in intestines Said she pregnant, it ain't mine, a blessing Already got children, all these niggas my kids [Verse] That's the truth Signin' niggas, that's just what I do I'm nine-teen, these niggas over twenty-two And they still my sons Never would've thought I'd have to kill my sons But everybody got that one thing So fresh like I came off a runway I drink then I drive to my left What's a right? Then I hit the wrong way on a one way Run up the money, I run it I'ma run that like relay I'ma run that like relay I'ma run that like relay Save no ho, no Sunday Free Smoke, free Smoke for the gunplay I don't wanna hurt no body But niggas gettin' out their body I try to play it off, Atari Get lost in the sauce, safari Makin' money all on my own, don't need nobody [Chorus] Bank account hittin' back-flips Said she wanna fuck on a Gucci mattress She a ballerina, back-bend I'ma probably fuck her from the front and back-end Then I may hit up her best friend Tell me how it feel when I'm in intestines Said she pregnant, it ain't mine, a blessing Already got children, all these niggas my kids