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