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Justin Rarri - BANKROLLS şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Justin Rarri

albüm: 4EVARARRi


Hope you realize that you niggas can't fuck wit me
Two shots on the block, know its up for me
Keep the 40 in the tuck know its stuck with me
Too sturdy with a bitch get a nut from me
These opps get chopped nigga cutlery
I don't give two fucks know they judging me
Put the bands on he
Mini keep a loaded nigga let out heat
Heard they tryna find where I stay out here
Hit a nigga dome we don't play out here
I got too much money I don't stay out here
Come where I from you get laid out here
And I got the game in a headlock
We done spinned around the block now you M.I.A.
You ain't got no hunters in the field out here
Nigga fuck your gang, ah yeah
Bitch I'm riding in that G fuck a fan, ah yeah
Bitch I'm rolling wit that 40 out the bank, ah yeah
Niggas talkin like they know nigga fuck a fan, ah yeah
I was all doley ridin with the 40 everytime I stayed out
Swear these niggas doing up the most
Brodie keep the choppa up behind me
I been running through a lot of hoes
Ain't no nigga out here finna try me
Got two bands for the quicky homicide
Two glocks turn a nigga to zombie
Got no bands on the cell i'm declining
Motherfucker wanna get it then he dying
Fuck on his bitch now he mad though
Nigga fuck all the opps I want bankrolls
Put the dick in her mouth she a bad hoe
She be taking it all different angles
I be swimming all in the punani
Imma have me a whole 'nother body
I got da choppa on me 45 and
Imma rich nigga fuck it take her to Bahamas
Bitch I got the Louis duffle all up in the counter
Don't get up when I hit you with that Hermes
Be sticked up when I pull up with that fire
Gotta be blicked up I ain't keeping up his promise
Niggas always talking like they got a lot of bodies
I don't give a fuck nigga I ain't ever hiding
Peep the lil nigga hopping out the Maserati
He hit that bag
Bitch I'm riding in that G fuck a fan, ah yeah
Bitch I'm rolling wit that 40 out the bank, ah yeah
Niggas talkin like they know nigga fuck a fan, ah yeah
I was all doley ridin' with the 40 everytime I stayed out
No I can't give a fuck yeah
Nigga made out the mud yeah
Could you tumble it and tug, yeah (Stay naughty)
Followin' the thug, yeah
Ain't y'all find out why I stay out here
Hit a nigga dome we don't play out here
Too much guap dont stay out here
Heard a nigga really want me laid out here, eh
Fuck on his bitch now he mad though
Nigga fuck all the opps I want bankrolls
Put that dick in her mouth she a bad hoe
She be taking it all different angles
I be swimming all in the punani
I'mma have me a whole 'nother body
I got da choppa on me .45 and
I'mma rich nigga fuck it take her to Bahamas
Bitch I got the Louis duffle all up in the counter
Don't get up when I hit you with that Hermes
Be sticked up when I pull up with that fire
Gotta be blicked up I ain't keeping up his promise
Niggas always talking like they got a lot of bodies
I don't give a fuck nigga I ain't ever hiding
Peep the lil' nigga hopping out the Maserati
He hit that bag

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