In The Bank
Lil Nas X Lyrics


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Uh uh, uh
Uh uh
Uh, uh uh, uh, uh, uh

Guess I'm finna pop shit
Niggas run and they hide when I drop shit
Balenciagas on my paw print
Twelve ask a nigga questions
I ain't saw shit
Wait, I mean I didn't see shit
I line 'em up and then I shoot
I Bloc B shit
They gon' miss me when I leave shit
'Cause all these other rap
Niggas won't be shit
Uh, I gotta check the stash
New whip, oh my God, you gotta check the dash
Real-ass nigga, so I don't fuck with trash
Niggas mad 'cause I'm makin'
Cash fast like Dash, yo
My big bro is telling me
"You finna blow, lil' bro, be a celebrity"
And I don't even need no melody
I'm killin' rappers
All you niggas is in jeopardy

Lil' boy, I am killing ya
Keep a stack in the bank, no Azealia
Last night, I just made about a milli', uh
On my soul, man, you niggas not real enough
Uh, lil' boy, I am killing ya
Keep a stack in the bank, no Azealia
Last night, I just made about a milli', uh
On my soul, man, you niggas not real enough

Ugh, you niggas not real e-
Pour up the cup with some lean, yes
I fill up
Flow is on go, and you know that my bro
Chop off your pinkie toe, so lay low
He a killer
Yeah, platinum Pateks, Yappas automatic
Lil Nas X up next
So you upset, say, "He problematic"
Niggas so dramatic, uh
Yo, I'm James, yes, I'm Harden
I go gorilla when guardin'
Shit on you niggas, I'm fartin'
Minks and chinchillas, I'm startin'
I'm disregardin' all your barkin'
At a party and I'm sparkin'
So fuck the sneak-dissing, please listen
You beef with yourself
While my 'Rari is parkin' bitch

Lil' boy, I am killing ya
Keep a stack in the bank, no Azealia
Last night, I just made about a milli', uh
On my soul, man, you niggas not real enough
Uh, lil' boy, I am killing ya
Keep a stack in the bank, no Azealia
Last night, I just made about a milli', uh
On my soul, man, you niggas not real enough

On-on my soul, man
You niggas not real enough
On-on my soul, man
You niggas not real enough-ough
Like, like, like Azealia
Like, like, like Azealia
Like, like, like Azealia

Lil' boy, I am killing ya
Keep a stack in the bank, no Azealia
Last night, I just made about a milli', uh
On my soul, man, you niggas not real enough
Uh, lil' boy, I am killing ya
Keep a stack in the bank, no Azealia
Last night, I just made about a milli', uh
On my soul, man, you niggas not real enough

Lil' boy, I am killing ya
Keep a stack in the bank, no Azealia
Last night, I just made about a milli', uh
On my soul, man, you niggas not real enough
Uh, lil' boy, I am killing ya
Keep a stack in the bank, no Azealia




Last night, I just made about a milli', uh
On my soul, man, you niggas not real enough

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Lil Nas X's song "In The Bank" convey a sense of confidence and self-assuredness. The opening lines, "Guess I'm finna pop shit, Niggas run and they hide when I drop shit," suggest that Lil Nas X is ready to make a statement and that others may be intimidated by his upcoming music releases. He references his Balenciaga sneakers with paw prints, indicating his taste for luxury fashion.


The following lines, "I ain't saw shit, Wait, I mean I didn't see shit," highlight a playful wordplay, where Lil Nas X is both suggesting that he has no involvement in certain events but also implying that he is not easily fooled or deceived. He then mentions his shooting skills, alluding to his ability to lyrically take down other rappers.


Lil Nas X mentions the importance of financial success, stating, "I gotta check the stash, New whip, oh my God, you gotta check the dash." He takes pride in being a "real-ass nigga" who doesn't associate with trash, suggesting that his success is a result of his authenticity. He also likens his fast accumulation of cash to Dash, referencing the character from the movie "The Incredibles" known for his incredible speed.


The chorus emphasizes Lil Nas X's assertion that he is superior to others, while also mocking those who are not genuine. The line "On my soul, man, you niggas not real enough" suggests that he sees himself as more genuine and authentic than his peers in the music industry.


In the second verse, Lil Nas X continues to assert his dominance by declaring that he is killing his competition. He boasts about his financial stability, keeping stacks of money in the bank and making millions. The mention of Azealia references rapper Azealia Banks, implying that Lil Nas X's financial success surpasses hers.


The lyrics also touch on his flow and versatility as an artist, claiming that his talent is undeniable. He incorporates wordplay with the names James Harden and Yappas, displaying his creativity. Lil Nas X dismisses any criticism or negativity directed towards him, emphasizing that he is the one in control and others are simply "beefing with themselves."


Overall, "In The Bank" portrays Lil Nas X as a confident and successful artist who is not afraid to assert his dominance and stand out among his peers. He emphasizes his financial achievements and artistic abilities while dismissing any negativity or doubt others may have. The lyrics serve to showcase his self-assured persona and his determination to stay authentic in the face of fame and success.


Line by Line Meaning

Guess I'm finna pop shit
I'm about to talk confidently and assertively


Niggas run and they hide when I drop shit
People try to avoid me when I release new music


Balenciagas on my paw print
I wear expensive Balenciaga shoes


Twelve ask a nigga questions
Police officers interrogate me


I ain't saw shit
I didn't witness anything


Wait, I mean I didn't see shit
Actually, I didn't see anything at all


I line 'em up and then I shoot
I prepare and execute my plans


I Bloc B shit
I represent my gang, Bloc B


They gon' miss me when I leave shit
People will regret not appreciating me when I'm gone


'Cause all these other rap
Because other rappers


Niggas won't be shit
Won't amount to anything


I gotta check the stash
I need to examine my hidden wealth


New whip, oh my God, you gotta check the dash
I have a new car and the dashboard is impressive


Real-ass nigga, so I don't fuck with trash
I am authentic and don't associate with inferior people


Niggas mad 'cause I'm makin'
People are angry because I'm earning


Cash fast like Dash, yo
Money comes to me quickly like the superhero Dash (from The Incredibles)


My big bro is telling me
My older brother advises me


"You finna blow, lil' bro, be a celebrity"
"You're about to become successful, little brother, and become famous"


And I don't even need no melody
I don't require a catchy tune


I'm killin' rappers
I am outperforming other rappers


All you niggas is in jeopardy
All of you are at risk of being surpassed by me


Keep a stack in the bank, no Azealia
I keep a large amount of money in the bank, not like Azealia Banks (a rapper known for financial troubles)


Last night, I just made about a milli', uh
I earned approximately a million dollars last night


On my soul, man, you niggas not real enough
I believe you guys lack authenticity and integrity


Pour up the cup with some lean, yes
I fill my cup with codeine-based lean


I fill up
I fully indulge


Flow is on go, and you know that my bro
My rap delivery is excellent, and my friend knows it


Chop off your pinkie toe, so lay low
I will harm you by severing your smallest toe, so stay hidden


He a killer
He is dangerous


Platinum Pateks, Yappas automatic
I own expensive platinum Patek Philippe watches, and my gun shoots rapidly


Lil Nas X up next
I, Lil Nas X, am the next big thing


So you upset, say, "He problematic"
You're angry and claim that I cause controversy


Niggas so dramatic, uh
People are overly emotional and theatrical


I'm James, yes, I'm Harden
I'm like James Harden, a notable basketball player


I go gorilla when guardin'
I become aggressive and dominant when defending myself


Shit on you niggas, I'm fartin'
I disrespect and humiliate you, metaphorically shitting on you


Minks and chinchillas, I'm startin'
I wear luxurious fur coats, especially made from mink and chinchilla


I'm disregardin' all your barkin'
I'm ignoring all your loud complaints


At a party and I'm sparkin'
I'm smoking marijuana at a party


So fuck the sneak-dissing, please listen
I don't care for indirect insults, just pay attention to me


You beef with yourself
You argue and create conflict with yourself


While my 'Rari is parkin' bitch
Meanwhile, my expensive Ferrari is parked


On-on my soul, man
Seriously, on my soul


You niggas not real enough
You guys lack authenticity and integrity


Like, like, like Azealia
Similar to Azealia Banks




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Kiosk 79

[Intro]
Uh
Uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh

[Verse 1]
Guess I'm finna pop shit
Niggas run and they hide when I drop shit
Balenciagas on my paw print
Twelve, ask a nigga questions, I ain't saw shit
Wait, I mean I didn't see shit
I line em up and then I shoot, I BlocB shit
They gon' miss me when I leave shit
'Cause all these other rap niggas won't be shit
Uh, I gotta check to stash
New whip, oh my God, you gotta check the dash
Real ass nigga, so I don't fuck with trash
Niggas mad cause I'm making cash
Fast like Dash, yo
My big bro is telling me
"You finna blow, lil' bro, be a celebrity"
And I don't even need no melody
I'm killing rappers, all you niggas is in jeopardy

[Chorus]
Lil' boy, I am killing ya'
Keep a stack in the bank, no Azealia
Last night, I just made about a milli', uh
On my soul, man you niggas not real enough
Uh, lil' boy, I am killing ya'
Keep a stack in the bank, no Azealia
Last night, I just made about a milli', uh
On my soul, man you niggas not real enough

[Verse 2]
Uh
You niggas not real, uh
Pour up the cup with some lean, yes, I fill up
Flow is on go and you know that my bro chop off yo' pinkie toe, so lay low, he a killer
Yeah, platinum Pateks, Yappas automatic
Lil Nas X up next
So you upset, say, "He problematic"
Niggas so dramatic, uh
Yo, I'm James, yes, I'm Harden
I go gorilla when guarding
Shit on you niggas, I'm fartin'
Minks and chinchillas, I'm starting
I'm disregarding all your barking
At a party and I'm sparking
So fuck the sneak dissing please listen
You beef with yourself, while my 'Rari is parking, bitch

[Chorus]
Lil' boy, I am killing ya'
Keep a stack in the bank, no Azealia
Last night, I just made about a milli', uh
On my soul, man you niggas not real enough
Uh, lil' boy, I am killing ya'
Keep a stack in the bank, no Azealia
Last night, I just made about a milli', uh
On my soul, man you niggas not real enough

[Bridge]
On-on my soul man you niggas not real enough
On-on my soul man you niggas not real enough-ough
Like, like, like Azealia
Like, like, like Azealia
Like, like, like Azealia

[Chorus]
Lil' boy, I am killing ya'
Keep a stack in the bank, no Azealia
Last night, I just made about a milli', uh
On my soul, man you niggas not real enough
Uh, lil' boy, I am killing ya'
Keep a stack in the bank, no Azealia
Last night, I just made about a milli', uh
On my soul, man you niggas not real enough



All comments from YouTube:

Matt XP

one of the most underrated ones, rip to his pre-OTR discography

Green Bean 14

fax bro I want him to re-release this LP so badlyyyy its so goooddddddd

Hugo Vazquez

If this was released today, with his popularity, he would have another top hit

Casey Fox

he spittin some mad amazing bars

Rapturous Angel

Wow this needs to be freed up for release💕🎧

I’m Juss Sayin’

I just.. CANT STOP LISTENING 😩😩

Branden Lima

This remix is FUCKIN 🔥🔥

grounds

damn this go hard

Kiosk 79

[Intro]
Uh
Uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh

[Verse 1]
Guess I'm finna pop shit
Niggas run and they hide when I drop shit
Balenciagas on my paw print
Twelve, ask a nigga questions, I ain't saw shit
Wait, I mean I didn't see shit
I line em up and then I shoot, I BlocB shit
They gon' miss me when I leave shit
'Cause all these other rap niggas won't be shit
Uh, I gotta check to stash
New whip, oh my God, you gotta check the dash
Real ass nigga, so I don't fuck with trash
Niggas mad cause I'm making cash
Fast like Dash, yo
My big bro is telling me
"You finna blow, lil' bro, be a celebrity"
And I don't even need no melody
I'm killing rappers, all you niggas is in jeopardy

[Chorus]
Lil' boy, I am killing ya'
Keep a stack in the bank, no Azealia
Last night, I just made about a milli', uh
On my soul, man you niggas not real enough
Uh, lil' boy, I am killing ya'
Keep a stack in the bank, no Azealia
Last night, I just made about a milli', uh
On my soul, man you niggas not real enough

[Verse 2]
Uh
You niggas not real, uh
Pour up the cup with some lean, yes, I fill up
Flow is on go and you know that my bro chop off yo' pinkie toe, so lay low, he a killer
Yeah, platinum Pateks, Yappas automatic
Lil Nas X up next
So you upset, say, "He problematic"
Niggas so dramatic, uh
Yo, I'm James, yes, I'm Harden
I go gorilla when guarding
Shit on you niggas, I'm fartin'
Minks and chinchillas, I'm starting
I'm disregarding all your barking
At a party and I'm sparking
So fuck the sneak dissing please listen
You beef with yourself, while my 'Rari is parking, bitch

[Chorus]
Lil' boy, I am killing ya'
Keep a stack in the bank, no Azealia
Last night, I just made about a milli', uh
On my soul, man you niggas not real enough
Uh, lil' boy, I am killing ya'
Keep a stack in the bank, no Azealia
Last night, I just made about a milli', uh
On my soul, man you niggas not real enough

[Bridge]
On-on my soul man you niggas not real enough
On-on my soul man you niggas not real enough-ough
Like, like, like Azealia
Like, like, like Azealia
Like, like, like Azealia

[Chorus]
Lil' boy, I am killing ya'
Keep a stack in the bank, no Azealia
Last night, I just made about a milli', uh
On my soul, man you niggas not real enough
Uh, lil' boy, I am killing ya'
Keep a stack in the bank, no Azealia
Last night, I just made about a milli', uh
On my soul, man you niggas not real enough

Devaughn Jackson

😭😭😭 I NEEDED this re upload. whole discography

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