B.I.N (feat. Teejayx6, G.T. & Bandgang Masoe)

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Mm, mm, mm, woo
 Ayy
 I got a new B.I.N with the P.I.N
 We fuckin' with them 201s and the CPNs
 I just sent two to the K, three to the 10
 And I need a hundred a gram, a big blue bin
 Hey, I just got a bitch that punch, she bringin' her friends
 I let 'em know if they double up, I'm callin' 'em, twins
 Huh, we fuckin' with that T.A.N, it's not no fen'
 And I'ma lead the Glock at home, but bring that fin (money)
 Shit gone in one day, I'm scared of them
 I only want one thing and that's the letter M
 Niggas really be broke, but they just talk heavy
 My mans are fuckin' with the phones, I'm gettin' a load ready
 I just booked a Spirit flight, gettin' my ho ready
 Told the bitch to text the trick, "Have that dough ready"
 Huh, I'm the P with the M, not Pillsbury
 Bitch, your nigga, he's a simp and he's real scary
 They think all my niggas Crippin', uh-wheelchair 'em
 Bitch, keep thinkin' that we light, we real heavy
 Like my nigga last name, you niggas petty
 Hit a nigga up top, shit look like spaghetti
 I got a new B.I.N with the P.I.N
 We fuckin' with them 201s and the CPNs
 I just sent two to the K, three to the 10
 And I need a hundred a gram, a big blue bin
 Hey, I just got a bitch that punch, she bringin' her friends
 I let 'em know if they double up, I'm callin' 'em twins
 Huh, we fuckin' with that T-A-N, it's not no fen'
 And I'ma lead the Glock at home, but bring that fin (money)
 I got a new S-I-T-E, UNICC
 Bro N-S-L-I P-P'd, I XYZ
 That's how I get them excess Macs out ATT
 I done spent at least ten G's on fake IDs
 I just hit an opp BM, I punched her weave
 Made that bitch pay me half like get one free
 At the Bitcoin machine loadin' up for CVV (jam it in)
 When it's time to dry 'em off, I gotta double-wrap 'em in the sheet (come on)
 I just ran out of ink, how am I gon' print IDs? (goddamn)
 Jam the card in, click "balance" so you can see your receipt (what to do)
 Xboxs, TVs, PlayStations, iPads (goddamn)
 Shoppin' with the high class, sippin' Hi-Tech out a high glass
 Soon as I walked in, the clerk said, "you can't get no jack"
 Was just 250 for the 6, now we fuckin' with the XS Max
 Bring ten iPhones and you can get ten racks (10K)
 Gotta write these serial numbers down in my notepad (I can't remember)
 Took 'em to my plug, and they was just sold so fast
 I know you don't understand this language with your slow ass (stupid)
 Soon as he turned his back, I transferred the SIM card (come on)
 Already did my share, so I stopped doin' fraud back in March (bitch)
 I got a new B.I.N with the P.I.N
 We fuckin' with them 201s and the CPNs
 I just sent two to the K, three to the 10
 And I need a hundred a gram, a big blue bin
 Hey, I just got a bitch that punch, she bringin' her friends
 I let 'em know if they double up, I'm callin' 'em twins
 Huh, we fuckin' with that T-A-N, it's not no fen'
 And I'ma lead the Glock at home, but bring that fin (money)
 

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Duration
02:52
Key
4
Tempo
91 BPM

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