Bank account Lyrics (English Translation) – Tony Boy

Read the full Bank account (English Translation) lyrics by Tony Boy along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Tony Boy’s music, you can also explore Cemento attorno and Anomalia, two other songs by Tony Boy.

[Intro: Tony Boy]
Uoh-uoh, uoh-uoh
Until
Ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah
Yeah, ah, yeah

[Chorus: Tony Boy]
Full drink, I’m super drunk
Always high, crests like a real punk
Okay, fine, if you feel like doing it, then go
Money in my pocket, I always got poles around like at the nightclub

If you don’t smoke, move further away
Eyes everywhere, but still there’s illegality
Stubborn to do them, I explode the bank account
Your life is fake like your fake account

[Verse 1: Tony Boy]
Ah, I felt that pain and I turned it into something better
I thought I saw the light but it was just a flash, ah
I felt that pain, I turned it into something better
I had to be a rapper, I was never good at acting, ah
I had to say: “No” to some people for you, say: “No” to certain things
I walk into the bank like it’s nothing, but it’s my first million
I had to say: “No”, they turn K into a KO
I had to say: “No”, they turn K into a KO
Okay, Tony let’s go, let’s do it, I walk into your block, they’re all leaning out
I walk into the place, all stuck together, My friends are all stuck
Okay, Tony let’s go, let’s do it, (??) on the ground, they’re all high
I don’t say “A”, they’re all high, I don’t say “hi”, they’re all high, yeah

[Chorus: Tony Boy]
Full drink, I’m super drunk
Always high, crests like a real punk
Okay, fine, if you want to do it, then go
Money in my pocket, I always got poles around like at the nightclub
If you don’t smoke, move further away

Eyes everywhere, but still there’s illegality
Stubborn to do them, I blow up the bank account
Your life is fake like your fake account

[Verse 2: Kevin Mopao]
Here they wait for you to shine to start dissing you
In real life I’m snitch and even on the web I’m snitch
A-Some rappers are pu*sy, just real b!tch ass
Some things have to be done like a man like a real man, yeah
These would like your life, they’re afraid to say it (Ah)
These would like your money, but they’re afraid to say it (They suck)
These are afraid to say that they’re envious, what types (Ahah)
Tony, these will die envious, they suck
All red like Hamilton (Ah), I’ll do you in a tactical way
I’ll do you in a sadistic way, I’ll do you in an unpleasant way
Punk crest like Super Mario
I’ll sell drügs with your fake account

[Chorus: Tony Boy]
Full drink, I’m super drunk
Always done, crests like a real punk
Okay, fine, if you want to do it, then go
Money in my pocket, I always have poles around like at the nightclub
If you don’t smoke, move further away
Eyes everywhere, but still there is illegality
Stubborn to do them, the bank account explodes
Your life is fake like your fake account