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Caskey - Tank On Full Lyrics

I'm a bet, you could bank on me
At the same time, I bank on self, gotta bank on me
When I step out of the house
Got a burner and a blunt full of mothafuckin' dank on me
I don't give a fuck what they say when they talk
So you ain't gotta think on me
Bitch, I slide with the tank on full
Even when the mothafuckin' tank on E

Even when the tank on E
Said they gon' see what I'm 'bout when I come to they city
But they don't and it's fake, I see
Bitch, I got a whole lot of guap that I ran up
Motivated by all the hate I see
Bitch, I slide with the tank on full
Even when the tank on E

Bitch, I don't [?]
Said I wouldn't be shit, hm
Rappers talk tough but in real life
They be on geek shit (pew pew pew)
On a road trip gettin' road head
I be on freak shit (bitch)
Broke boys got they hands out
Always lookin' for some free shit
But I slide with the tank on full
Yeah, keep a lil drank on me
Ain't you the one that was talkin' that tough shit online?
'til you see me, said we ain't got beef
But I slide with the tank on full
Even when you ain't like me, uh
Cut another friend out the circle
So I had to put another Cuban link on me

I'm a bet, you could bank on me
At the same time, I bank on self, gotta bank on me
When I step out of the house
Got a burner and a blunt full of mothafuckin' dank on me
I don't give a fuck what they say when they talk
So you ain't gotta think on me
Bitch, I slide with the tank on full
Even when the tank on E

Yeah, even when the tank on E
Bitch, I slide with the tank on full
Even when the tank on E
Bitch, I slide with the tank on full
Even when the tank on E
Bitch, I slide with the tank on full

Even when the tank on E, I'ma reload
And I shoot more than once, not a free throw
I done came from the future
I got real sisters in the coupe and I'm still goin' beast mode
Spill drink on the Birdman peacoat
Hit her cell, in the car, she deepthroat
Shit's real, even though I got bank
Even if I got other hoes, she still wanna elope
Boy, I got a new thing for the summer
I don't gangbang but I bang for the money
I'm with the bird, man, but the name ain't Stunna
I'm in the 305 and I'm hangin' with Stunna
Bitch, I'm on a race to the money
Shots rang out, they don't know who done it
Keep it one, but the coupe hit two hunnid

I'm a bet, you could bank on me
At the same time, I bank on self, gotta bank on me
When I step out of the house
Got a burner and a blunt full of mothafuckin' dank on me
I don't give a fuck what they say when they talk
So you ain't gotta think on me
Bitch, I slide with the tank on full
Even when the mothafuckin' tank on E