BANKROLL
Lyrics
Counting green til my fingers purple
Can't talk to my bitch she gon curve you
You out with the big dogs this your curfew
This ain't your lucky day here go some bird poop
I got fly nigga status I ain't even bragging
I got fly nigga status, fuck with me it be tragic
You can't flex your weed you can't flex your cabbage
How you gon flex your tv when I be chilling in a palace
These nugs on me be bigger than Dallas
Propane accessories, codeine in a chalice
Ain't gotta flip things when you winning with talent
Still might flip things getting money ain't no chalenge
Cash roll cash roll
Bank roll bank roll
Stay moving fast, oh
There he go there he go
Stay moving fast
There he go there he go
I just want the cash
I just want to dash
I should be banned in like 3 states
I made 3 bands by 3:08
And that's top of fhe morning
Sun ain't even out
But I'm still on molly having fun up in her mouth
Still standing on couches saying fuck every couch
And keep your mouth shut they gon touch every mouse
Only talk to me if you discuss the amount
Like my money upfront
In the machines that count
That's that cash roll cash roll
Bank roll bank roll
That's that cash roll cash roll
Bank roll bank roll
Stay moving fast, oh
There he go there he go
Stay moving fast
There he go there he go
I just want the cash
I just want to dash
I just want the cash
I just want to dash
I just want the cash
I just want to dash
I just want the cash
I just want to dash
Writer(s): Jose Meregildo
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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