Segi & Ezekiel & QueHurk - Bank Roll (Bonus Track) [feat. Holly Doe]

Big bank roll in the bank now
Sliding through the city ain’t no safe routes
I used to feel the love I feel the hate now
Fuck a fake nigga money keep me sane oh yeah
Big bank roll in the bank now
Sliding through the city ain’t no safe routes
I used to feel the love I feel the hate now
Fuck a fake nigga money keep me sane oh yeah
Young niggas bank rolls for the static
Bitches want me for the mention like its taggin
Niggas backwards that’s sagging
Tote game she need two Ds that’s madden
I’m working, monkey on my back I’m Aladdin nigga
GTE OTC shoutout my nephew’s dad
Only thing I took from school was probably doing math
I’m just tryna make it last the hood doing bad
Reminiscing bout the past that’s a crucial sad
Big bank roll in the bank now aye
I cant fuck on lil bitch pussy stank now aye
I remember on the bus in them lanes now aye
Shooting star from the hood I need space now
I cant change now
Fuck a op thot off her set oh yeah
He a captain he like Shrek oh yeah
Put that nigga off the set he ain’t never been no threat nigga
Big bank roll in the bank now
Sliding through the city ain’t no safe routes
I used to feel the love I feel the hate now
Fuck a fake nigga money keep me sane oh yeah
Big bank roll in the bank now
Sliding through the city ain’t no safe routes
I used to feel the love I feel the hate now
Fuck a fake nigga money keep me sane oh yeah
Monopoly man running to this bag tryna duffle up
Grab a stack throw it in the air and tell her count it up
But do it naked cause bitch I love my money I can’t touch a slut
GTE OTC about that green I’m coming out the cut
A couple niggas sold they soul for that bank roll
All in his face with that glizzy for that bank roll
These checks bussin tryna cash em before the bank close
Music doing numbers overseas I’m getting pesos
Countin big stacks you a lame all that hatin on me got yo bitch snatched
Broke nigga all up in his feelings he won’t get back
If nigga say he love her it’s a fee to get that bitch back
Real shit stay on your grind
If you ain’t running up a check by now you running out of time
I ain’t thinking about you bitch cause I got money on my mind
You like a bitch for ass and titties all I see is dollar signs whatsup
Big bank roll in the bank now
Sliding through the city ain’t no safe routes
I used to feel the love I feel the hate now
Fuck a fake nigga money keep me sane oh yeah
Big bank roll in the bank now
Sliding through the city ain’t no safe routes
I used to feel the love I feel the hate now
Fuck a fake nigga money keep me sane oh yeah

Written by:
Anthony Segi, Queshawn Maxwell

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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