Problem - The Bank lyrics

[Chorus x2:] Where the f** you think I'm at? I'm at the bank If you're looking for a n***a I'm at the bank I'm at the wealth farm I'm at the B.O.A I'm at the Suntrust I'm at the church I'm at the wealth farm I'm at the B O A I'm at the Suntrust I'm at the church [Verse 1:] The realest n***a you ever met in your life before Game I beat them ten bands Take me off the child support Feeling like a new man These mills turning life unfold Brother in the feds He gonna fall and hold the sky in place Cause he fall Never regular Bout to make a movie Groupy b**hes grab your cellular Instagram the bands Like the mother f**ers playing song f** it, if she bad Swear I'm gonna do the p**y roll Here's the plan Yea we gonna do the p**y roll Chop, chop, chop you're black on tint Each and every p**y go, money Everything is about the stash Stay stacking Sing to two How to f**ing count it, so [Chorus x2] [Verse 2:] I'm at the wealth farm But when the fear of God I'm at the bank rolling my car goal I dear a n***a Try to come and take it I smoke his head like a marl brow We jump the line at the B.O.A Don't need ID cause we VIP Early morning have a young n***a Hit the drop off truck for B.B.T I can't see you Ray Charles Mack nineties Eight R's Stop using my bank cards And started using my face card I be swapping cards like we swap bras And treating b**hes like play toys If a n***a try to steal from me You can bet the K I make them pay for it Where the f** you think I met him? At the bank b**h Hundred thousand kush Like a n***a wage bill At the restroom n***a you ain't taking sh** I keep it on me Just in case you want a face lift [Chorus x2]