Released on October 25, 2024

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[Intro]

Twenties, we're in the Roaring Twenties

Uh, the Emotional Twenties 'cause everybody wanna be in they fuckin' feelings

So yeah

Yeah, talk your shit, honey

Don't, don't listen to these motherfuckers


[Verse 1]

Tell 'em wake up, I'm Neo

Add me to the wave like Mio

No, I'm not wifey, niggas can't keep me

I don't play the two, that shit beneath me

Bitch, I'm a king

'Cause fuck bein' queen, I got bitches that do that

Fuck bein' patient

Thеy say it's my cell phone or maybe my funds low

Or maybе I'm just that motherfucking cutthroat

'Cause everything urgent

I can't even rest without bein' perfect

Movin', I'm Missy, lil' buddy, let's work it

At this point, the labels themselves gon' be twerkin'

At this point, I might as well kiss goodbye workin'

To what a gatekeeper when I'm ridin' in the tank?

Eatin' through the top floor while you shittin' on your break

With my real fine southern nigga cuttin' up the bass

Hangin' out the window, inhale


[Chorus]

Screamin', "Motherfuck the bank, nigga"

Screamin', "Motherfuck the bank, nigga"

Screamin', "Motherfuck the bank, nigga"

Screamin', "Motherfuck the—" (Ayy)

Screamin', "Motherfuck the bank, nigga"

Screamin', "Motherfuck the bank, nigga"

Screamin', "Motherfuck the bank, nigga"

Screamin', "Motherfuck the bank, nigga"

Screamin', "Motherfuck the bank, nigga"

Screamin', "Motherfuck the bank, nigga"

Screamin', "Motherfuck the—" (Ayy)

Screamin', "Motherfuck the bank, nigga"

Screamin', "Motherfuck the bank, nigga"

Screamin', "Motherfuck the bank, nigga" (Where the fuck is you goin'?)


[Verse 2]

Heart-to-hearts to right my wrongs

And bear the bones of past, present just to drive me home

I made paper from pen, I walked it true

For sin repent, forgave every nigga did me wrong

Give grace for Black boy, came from broken homes

Hold the world, it's amazing how he hold his own

So I hold mine too and daddy's too

And hold my tongue on how my sister raisin' my nephew

Because you is you and I is me

And even if we don't agree, still hold my peace

But me and mines, we cut from the same goddamn seams

He hold his piece, don't touch his nerves, don't fuck with me

Got too much gut from all that beef

Keep it tucked for any motherfucker feel testy

A star was born, he gave his life

And if it's tried, he cock that back in one, two, three