Bankroll

I said I'm really going places
That you can't go
I fell in love with the bankroll
Got me laughing to the bank
With the same jokes
I fell in love with the bankroll

Super high
You're just house fly
And you'll get swatted like you doxxed by the FBI
Gave me like 25
My life was do or die
Nightmares turned reality
I dreamt my real life
I'm on, I swear I'm on
At times it was just me and Nicky plotting, how dumb
I turned a dime into a fifty, made the album
And then I brought my day one's with me
See the outcome?

I said I'm really going places
That you can't go
I fell in love with the bankroll
Got me laughing to the bank
With the same jokes
I fell in love with the bankroll
Sending charges to the safe
And its case closed
I fell in love with the bankroll
I want the guala, want the guap
And the pesos
I fell in love with the bankroll

Loaded Luxe
Got something loaded tucked
A .48, stretched waist like a bloated fuck
Test your luck and you need crutches just to hold you up
Cause I won't hesitate to slap your bitch ass actin' up
Sold out shows in Canada, my wallet rainbow
Lucky charms on my wrist, the diamonds tango
Pack the crew up, hit the road in a Range Rov
Or a G Wagon, money got my jeans saggin'
Cause I make money money, makes money
You know I make money money, makes money

I said I'm really going places
That you can't go
I fell in love with the bankroll
Got me laughing to the bank
With the same jokes
I fell in love with the bankroll
Sending charges to the safe
And its case closed
I fell in love with the bankroll
I want the guala, want the guap
And the pesos
I fell in love with the bankroll



Credits
Writer(s): Luc Toews
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