Larry League – Who U Bank Wit lyrics

[Intro: Larry]
Who you bank wit?
Who you bank wit?
Who you bank wit?
Who you bank wit?
Who you bank wit?

[Chorus: Larry]
Who you bank wit, Imma make that cash flip
Who you bang wit, 3200 my clique
Who you bank wit, I'm in Wells Fargo stacking chips
Who you bank wit, we booted up you ain't on shit

[Verse 1: SenseiATL]
She throw me neck like guillotine
I treat her like a stray, you treat her like a queen
Counting blue guala riding in that red impala
Got that green like yoshi, chopper sing like hakuna matata
Keep the ratchet on me, you can call me ratchet mane
Chopping up the work like I got the hatchet mane
Don't work at KFC but I keep the chickens flipping
Call me Aquafina, water diamonds on me dripping

[Chorus: Larry]
Who you bank wit, Imma make that cash flip
Who you bang wit, 3200 my clique
Who you bank wit, I'm in Wells Fargo stacking chips
Who you bank wit, we booted up you ain't on shit

[Verse 2: Larry]
I'm in a fefe drinking bobby brown
Got 3 G's in this backwood now
You made this cash flip tell me how
It's quiet ain't no one around
I hit 2 stains today, hoe you might want to wipe me down
I'm in the whip, boy you wish, hundred band juug who you bank wit?
Hoes sucking dick, for chex mix
Mud so thick it be making me sick
Instagram for the grams, I swear to god this ain't no scam
Wipe your nose, say thank you ma'am, I'm 18 years with 18 bands

[Chorus: Larry]
Who you bank wit, Imma make that cash flip
Who you bang wit, 3200 my clique
Who you bank wit, I'm in Wells Fargo stacking chips
Who you bank wit, we booted up you ain't on shit

[Verse 3: Randy]
She off the molly in the lobby
Catching planes just like I'm Roddy
Took your bitch, your money, your weed, and no one can stop me, that bitch'll top me
Shooting like I'm Scotty, xan just turned me to a zombie
Bad asian bitch and she just poured me up some sake
Eating edamame, pussy wetter than tsunami
Thirsty hoe need some figi call up lil' Llari
I hate to break your heart again, trojans on me fuck a spartan
Pouring up promethazine, Randy hi-tech y'all obsolete

[Chorus: Larry]
Who you bank wit, Imma make that cash flip
Who you bang wit, 3200 my clique
Who you bank wit, I'm in Wells Fargo stacking chips
Who you bank wit, we booted up you ain't on shit