Lani Flaze - Bankroll Trouble (feat. Moe Roy)

Move with that Hammy
Revolver no Jammy
Bitches Niggas can't stand me
Might fuck up the family
Got a Molly she say it's a good day for tanning
You know the Molly good when it's sand tanning
Wild out with Nicky they toatin’ that Cannon
Got a bitch in the hills she be sniffing that Annie
I wrap it Saran-ie
I pack it like fanny
I make sure it’s shippin’
I track it in transit
Wife beater dreads hanging
Tattoos white girl 2 seater
Music loud blowing Loud
I'm Lani Flaze waving at the white people
Let em hate feather weight
Getting close to the doves Heaven Gates
I ride off boop boop spin the bin Errr Chevrolet
I heavy I metal pull strings like a cello
He act like he better we get em together
Touch the bag meet that heat pop em up just like kettle
Let the dog off the leash get to barking forever
How was you down my G
You ain't got a pound at least
You must ain't do right by your folks
You must ain't religious as you believe
I heavy I metal pull strings like a cello
He act like he better we get em together
Touch the bag meet that heat pop em up just like kettle
Let the dog off the leash get to barking forever
Wife beater dreads hanging tattoos white girl two seater
Music loud blowing loud I'm Lani Flaze waving at the white people
Let em hate feather weight getting close to the doves Heaven Gates
I ride off boop boop spin the bin
Chevrolet
(Ayee Aye)
I heard somebody said Flaze
My nigga pull move like Chase
Get this money every (Aye aye)
Is the mic on
Flaze get hype when he light strong (Aye)
Bad bitch with me and I bite on (Aye)
I ain’t been the type to be a python (Aye)
Slide on me you get slimed on (Aye)
Young nigga bygones be bygones
I’m cutting off these niggas like Dylon
You ain’t making no bands you ain’t taking no chance
You ain’t on the type of shit that I’m on
You ain’t making no strands you ain’t really invest (Aye)
Y’all niggas really ain’t test (Aye)
Y’all niggas really ain't ready (Yeah)
Y’all niggas really just feeling out here
Y’all niggas really ain’t gat (Aye)
Wife beater one plat white vet yoom in a two seater
Phat cat bad bitch she good she know I’m a eater
Slide through big pimpin’ Lani Flaze came through in a good cheater
Print back seat Cadillac plat a lot y’all know I’m conceited
You ain’t bring no plates to feast
You ain’t got a pound at least
I’m ballin’ with bucks like Giannis the Greek
Got problems you fuck with the Re
(Problems you fuck with the Re)
(Problems you fuck with the Re)
(Got problems you fuck with the)
(Problems you fuck with the)
Wife beater dreads hanging tattoos white girl two seater
Music loud blowing loud I'm Lani Flaze waving at the white people
Let em hate feather weight getting close to the doves Heaven Gates
I ride off boop boop spin the bin
Chevrolet
I heavy I metal pull strings like a cello
He act like he better we get em together
Touch the bag meet that heat pop em up just like kettle
Let the dog off the leash get to barking forever
How was you down my G
You ain't got a pound at least
You must ain't do right by your folks
You must ain't religious as you believe

Written by:
DAMEION P ROY, JELANI AMAAN JOHNSON, MILAN TORNE

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