Lil Med - Bankroll (feat. The Carter Sue)
I'm just a young nigga with money
Running it up now I got me a Bankroll
No I ain't tripping 'bout none of these stank hoes
Spanish bitch tripping cause I'm getting Pesos
No OVO but he keep him a Draco
Play with a nigga you earning a Halo
Guilty of balling they saying the case closed
Ain't letting 'em catch up til they bring the mayo
Ba-Banking with chase and I'm chasing a bag
Future so bright that I'm paying some people to carry my Drac's
Like that song "Where Ya At"
Killing this shit and my line sending flats
300 only percentage I bat
Getting the green it's beef that I lack
Don't got no time for the tit and the tat, hmm
Gimme a brick and a script and I'll flip it
Gimme a Benji I'm turning to ten
Gimme a ten and I'm turning to M's
M's and M's
Candy sweet
She sit on the bed
She like the D cause I ain't got no bread
All of my lines going over your head
All in my chick and she giving me
Like my bank bitch I roll
Like my Rolls Royce I go
For my people stay ten toes
1-2-3-4-5-0
All on my tail
Know that that's cap and I bet you can tell
Grill on my knuckles I'm bringing the brass
Gimme five seconds I'm making it last, mmm
I Lock I Heed they calling me Martin
Panties are on me I'm making her laugh
I'll give you a joke if you listen just walk in your bathroom and look in your mirror
Entendre be double my double be triple
They calling me Russell
Come in this ring man you don't wanna tussle
Swear I got all of my bling from the hustle
Who-Who-Whole lotta Green no Draymond, aye
Painting a picture no crayons, aye
Don't fuck with niggas this ain't a Liaison
A nigga been feeling amazing aye
Get on a beat and I'm skating aye
Walking this bitch cause this shit getting easy
Ghetto lil mama I love when she freaky
Pussy be soaking I think she from Fiji
Ima lay back and still run up a sack
Speak on my name & I'm gettin you wacked
Telling no lies all I'm speaking is facts
Nigga like me I ain't never been jacked
Diamond chain I'm tryna flex
Dicking her down with my hand round her neck
She know this shit really all bout the sex
Fuck allat spending cash on the rest
I'm just a young nigga with money
Running it up now I got me a Bankroll
No I ain't tripping 'bout none of these stank hoes
Spanish bitch tripping cause I'm getting Pesos
No OVO but he keep him a Draco
Play with a nigga you earning a Halo
Guilty of balling they saying the case closed
Ain't letting 'em catch up til they bring the mayo
My mic therapeutic
Hate talking to niggas
These hoes really pets cause I'm dogging these bitches
We running from 12 so i'm hopping the fences
Try taking a chain and I'm popping you niggas
Y'all really be running ya mouth like a hoe
I been getting paper this shit gotta blow
I'm tryna do it like never before
Passing the ball Ion layup
All of that pillow talk why Ion lay up
Late in the stu getting harder to stay up
Came from the bottom but we on the way up
I know a nigga who carry a stick
I know a nigga who married a bitch
I know a nigga who scary as shit
And none of them niggas gone hit em a lick
Aye
Written by:
Medric Roberson II, Zane Freeman
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