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Baby Keem - bank account (Official Audio) ft. Lil Uzi Vert
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Baby Keem
Baby Keem
Vocals
Lil Uzi Vert
Lil Uzi Vert
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hykeem Carter
Hykeem Carter
Songwriter
Symere Woods
Symere Woods
Songwriter
Ruchaun Akers
Ruchaun Akers
Songwriter
Danyal Ahmed
Danyal Ahmed
Songwriter
Raul Cubina
Raul Cubina
Songwriter
Mark "Oji" Williams
Mark "Oji" Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Baby Keem
Baby Keem
Producer
Scott Bridgeway
Scott Bridgeway
Producer
Soldado
Soldado
Producer
Ojivolta
Ojivolta
Producer
James Hunt
James Hunt
Mixing Engineer
Benjamin Thomas
Benjamin Thomas
Recording Engineer
Johnny Morgan
Johnny Morgan
Assistant Engineer
Kayla Cruz
Kayla Cruz
Assistant Engineer
Nicolas De Porcel
Nicolas De Porcel
Mastering Engineer
Demitrius Lewis II
Demitrius Lewis II
Assistant Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Huh, violate that bitch, I did, yeah (Yeah)
Huh, violate that bitch, I did, yeah
Huh, violate that bitch, I did, yeah
I can't talk about all the shit that I done did (I can't talk about)
I can't talk about all the bitches I done hit (I can't talk about)
I can't talk about all the **** that got fed (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
My pockets be blue, but my eyes, they still see red (Rrr)
Doot-doot, doot-doot, fuck the loaf, I make the bread (Bread)
Doot-doot, doot-doot, I see numbers in my head (I'm alive)
I like dead people instead
Doot-doot, doot-doot, ain't 'bout money, texts on read (Yeah)
Doot-doot, doot-doot, did it (Yeah)
Everything you did, I done been did it (I did it)
Every bitch you fucked, I done been hit it (Hit it)
Hit it (Hit it)
Hit it (Hit it)
Doot-doot, doot-doot, every time I go to check my bank account
Doot-doot, doot-doot, you wouldn't even believe my bank amount (My bank)
Doot-doot, doot-doot, I can't count up the whole goddamn amount
Doot-doot, doot-doot, I made it
And sometimes I forget I'm famous, just like I am Amos (Yeah)
And I can turn your bitch around and fuck her in her anus
And I just let her spirit up, for some entertainment
Yeah
Won my first GRAMMY, put my opps in the pavement
I told my ghetto bitch to shut the fuck up (Ayy)
I like tough love (Ayy, ayy)
I know they don't trust us
I just put it in her mouth, she need a touch up (Need a touch up)
And my lifestyle Tempur-Pedic, need to rough up (Need a roughin')
I walk in the fuckin' meetin', all you starstruck (Lil' bitch)
Baby, you've been blessed to see it, give it good luck (Lil' bitch)
My cousins say that I'm a menace to society (Society)
When I fuck a famous bitch, I do it quietly (Shh, shh, shh, shh)
All my **** quick to judge, I know they tired of me
Toxic bitch won't let me leave, somethin' up her sleeve (Sleeve)
And she know what I bleed, she know my ID
I sent her to Maldives, just so I could breathe
Doot-doot, doot-doot, ugh, came out kickin' in October
Last time I checked, your energy was bipolar
Last time I checked, your baby mama had an odor
Last time I checked, she was fuckin' the promoter
Ugh, you was sittin' on a porch
Last time I checked, I'm the one that took the torch
Last time I checked, I cut you off with no remorse
Last time I checked, y'all was quick to go report
If I cancel, then that mean I had some shit to do
If I cancel, I was in the projects, ten to two
If I cancel, who the fuck you think you talkin' to?
If I cancel, call my eldest bitch and tell her, "Deuce"
If I, "doot-doot, doot-doot," then that mean I'm probably at the bank
If I, "doot-doot, doot-doot," hug my bitch, I gotta keep her safe
If I, "doot-doot, doot-doot," taper, taper, takin' off her face
If I, "doot-doot, doot-doot," said she want a smart **** with taste
I can't talk about all the shit that I done did (I can't talk about)
I can't talk about all the bitches I done hit (I can't talk about)
I can't talk about all the **** that got fed (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
My pockets be blue, but my eyes, they still see red (Rrr)
Doot-doot, doot-doot, fuck the loaf, I make the bread (Yeah)
Doot-doot, doot-doot, I see numbers in my head (I'm alive)
I like dead people instead
Doot-doot, doot-doot, ain't 'bout money, texts on read (Yeah)
Written by: Danyal Ahmed, Danyal Ahmed Sarwar, Hykeem Carter, Mark Williams, Raul Cubina, Ruchaun Akers, Symere Woods
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