Bankroll

Huh Yeah Aye where's my double cup yuh heard? Yeah, here we go Bitch got big on a bankroll Blowing out booth through my nose hole Sal Capone take your damn soul I will take your damn soul Dumb bitch trippin on some other shit I just hit me another lick Go head grab yo trap stick Man I take em out like a picnic Man I ain't get it no more Man I ain't tripping no more Man I ain't trying no more Man I drop em to the floor Put 100 bans in my left hand Got the chopper right in the right hand I get the bag like some contraband Then I ship it off to my other man Just collect money and pesos Diamonds on my neck fly solo All black wearing a polo Send command they just go Catching catfish like a damn pro And I got 40 something boatload Of that stanky bitch What you didn't know tho Counting my bread on the low bro Ain't got money where your bread yo Stacking up up on that dirty snow Then I go back to the studio Bitch you ain't got it got it Bitch you ain't bout it bout it Bitch I don't do no jibber jabber Bitch all I know is flipper flapper Come on and taste a flavor Got candy canes you can savor You ain't even gotta pay for Already got too much paper Bitch got big on a bankroll Blowing out booth through my nose hole Sal Capone take your damn soul I will take your damn soul Dumb bitch trippin on some other shit I just hit me another lick Go head grab yo trap stick Man I take em out like a picnic Man I ain't get it no more Man I ain't tripping no more Man I ain't trying no more Man I drop em to the floor Put 100 bans in my left hand Got the chopper right in the right hand I get the bag like some contraband Then I ship it off to my other man