KashKeepIt100k - BANKROLL

Lately I've been trippin', lately I've been on a roll
I've been goin' crazy, baby, look at this bank roll
I've been pushin' packs, baby, I've been movin' mean
All this ain't no alcohol, lil, baby, this codeine
The way I run it up, run it up, got me feelin' like that man
Reason why I flex, you wouldn't understand
I just wanna touch a hundred bands
I pray to God that this glock don't jam
I've been really trippin', can you save me
Hope the streets don't take me from my baby, no
I've been touchin' numbers, check the ratio
Now I'm dripped up, in designer should've seen me before
I ain't nothin' like your ex, baby, you can check the score
I bet I get designer if we walk inside that store
And if you want designer, baby girl, just let me know
Ain't shit to get you steppin', let's go flex up on these hoes
You ain't nothin' like these hoes, baby, you my queen
Put design on your toes, have you steppin' in McQueen
When you suck, can I record? I ain't talkin' bout no ring
Eat that pussy when I'm bored, yeah, that pussy got me weak
Couple racks up in my backpack
Like my name, I need cash, not no cash, yeah
Pay me in hundreds and not no dubs
Don't call my phone if ain't about no huns
Lately I've been trippin', lately I've been on the roll
I've been goin' crazy, baby, look at this bankroll
I've been pushin' packs, baby, I've been movin' mean
No, this ain't no alcohol, lil baby, this codeine
The way I run it up, run it up, got me feelin' like that man
Reason why I flex, you wouldn't understand
I just wanna touch a hundred bands
I pray to God that this Glock don't jam
I just pray to God this shit don't jam on me
I just hit the block with all these bands on me
Couple thousand on me
They tell me not to flex and I should keep it low-key
N****s ain't my homie, no, no
Touchin' fast money, but I love the countin' slow
She gon' eat the dick and she gon' suck it fast and slow
And if it got no scent, then I'ma eat it, eat it all
I'ma beat it, I'ma stick it, I'ma lick it up
I know you call me cheatin', baby, don't give up
Na I don't want you leavin', you my buttercup
I love you like this money & my double cup
Baby, can you listen up
Couple racks in my backpack, yeah
He movin' grams while I'm movin' packs, yeah
A day a band, watch me move it fast, yeah
Wd smokin' thrack while you smokin' grass, yeah
Lately I've been trippin', lately I've been on the roll
I've been goin' crazy, baby, look at this bankroll
I've been pushin' packs, baby, I've been movin' mean
All this ain't no alcohol, lil, baby, this codeine
The way I run it up, run it up
Got me feelin' like that man
Reason why I flex, you wouldn't understand
I just wanna touch a hundred bands
I'm pray to god, that this Glock don't jam

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