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A​.​T​.​M.

by White Coke

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Gimme my money,
I don't need your shit.
I don't give a fuck
If you're holding it.

Already making more
Just by lending it,
Now you're charging me three bucks
Just to let me spend it.

A.T.M. A.T.M. We don't need the A.T.M.

It's not really a service
when it makes me mad.
It's not really convenient
To get fucked by a bank.

If I was really rich
I wouldn't need this cash.
You're making it impossible
For twenty bucks to last.

A.T.M. A.T.M. We don't need the A.T.M.

And I would build you the perfect bomb
So you'd be dead and gone,
yeah you'd be dead and gone.

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released September 9, 2013

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