Love It
Even people be like
"Well why don't you get with your baby mothers"
"You got six, you got six, baby mothers to choose from"
Right
"Why won't you choose one of them?"
If I choose one of them the other ones gon' get mad
New bankroll I love it (I love it)
I'm tired of these hoes hoein'
I got bankrolls she love it (Shit)
I been nodding off drank, with the wock I pour it
Yup
(Yeah)
(Yeah)
(Yeah, Yeah)
New bankroll I love it (I love it)
I'm tired of these hoes hoein'
I got bankrolls she love it (Shit)
I been nodding off drank, with the wock I pour it
Yup
All of my niggas they trappin' this shit off a 'sung
Yo boy stuck on OFF-WHITE
Stood with my niggas we rocking all vintage Chrome (Oh yeah)
I been trappin' like I'm home alone
Balenci' my feet while I'm getting this dome (Dome)
Bad ho get me out my zone (Yeah)
Mad rich got it off my phone
Bad ho gon' pull up in demons (Yeah)
She lookin' like Demi Lovato
I'm so cold in this bitch like anemic
Off of the gas I'm goin' full throttle
Gotta bad with a ass, gon' wobble
Gotta bad bitch want to have my toddler
She stay on my shit and it's really no stoppin'
I'm stackin' the money gettin' taller
I get me a motherfukin' bank-load
Juggin' that nigga off peso (Yeah)
I got that shit, they don't make those
We slammin' on shit, Kurt Angle
I post a pic' in this bitch and I told a nigga "Get the right angle"
No I can't fuck with no lame ho
I want to chill like Kango
Oh yeah
Bad bitch taste like mango
I-I came in like Rambo
Something you can't handle
Pull up on them niggas and tell 'em to scramble
I know these niggas some hams dude (Shit, shit)
I do not know what these hams do
Pull up in motherfuckin' lambs dude
B-Bitch tryin' to get in my spam, huh
Told her "I don't give no damn", huh
Rockin' Margiela
Walk in like the "Freshest Heffa"
I'm a Bankroll Fella
Yeah she give me brain like fortune teller
We gon' pack 'em off and mail it
We gon' pack 'em off and sell it
I came in with that weapon
I can't do my niggas lik-
New bankroll I love it (I love it)
I'm tired of these hoes hoein
I got bankrolls she love it (Shit)
I been nodding off drank, with the wock I pour it
Yup
All of my niggas they trappin' this shit off a 'sung
Yo boy stuck on OFF-WHITE
Stood with my niggas we rocking all vintage Chrome (Oh yeah)
I been trappin' like I'm home alone
Balenci' my feet while I'm getting this dome (Dome)
Mad rich got it off my phone
"Well why don't you get with your baby mothers"
"You got six, you got six, baby mothers to choose from"
Right
"Why won't you choose one of them?"
If I choose one of them the other ones gon' get mad
New bankroll I love it (I love it)
I'm tired of these hoes hoein'
I got bankrolls she love it (Shit)
I been nodding off drank, with the wock I pour it
Yup
(Yeah)
(Yeah)
(Yeah, Yeah)
New bankroll I love it (I love it)
I'm tired of these hoes hoein'
I got bankrolls she love it (Shit)
I been nodding off drank, with the wock I pour it
Yup
All of my niggas they trappin' this shit off a 'sung
Yo boy stuck on OFF-WHITE
Stood with my niggas we rocking all vintage Chrome (Oh yeah)
I been trappin' like I'm home alone
Balenci' my feet while I'm getting this dome (Dome)
Bad ho get me out my zone (Yeah)
Mad rich got it off my phone
Bad ho gon' pull up in demons (Yeah)
She lookin' like Demi Lovato
I'm so cold in this bitch like anemic
Off of the gas I'm goin' full throttle
Gotta bad with a ass, gon' wobble
Gotta bad bitch want to have my toddler
She stay on my shit and it's really no stoppin'
I'm stackin' the money gettin' taller
I get me a motherfukin' bank-load
Juggin' that nigga off peso (Yeah)
I got that shit, they don't make those
We slammin' on shit, Kurt Angle
I post a pic' in this bitch and I told a nigga "Get the right angle"
No I can't fuck with no lame ho
I want to chill like Kango
Oh yeah
Bad bitch taste like mango
I-I came in like Rambo
Something you can't handle
Pull up on them niggas and tell 'em to scramble
I know these niggas some hams dude (Shit, shit)
I do not know what these hams do
Pull up in motherfuckin' lambs dude
B-Bitch tryin' to get in my spam, huh
Told her "I don't give no damn", huh
Rockin' Margiela
Walk in like the "Freshest Heffa"
I'm a Bankroll Fella
Yeah she give me brain like fortune teller
We gon' pack 'em off and mail it
We gon' pack 'em off and sell it
I came in with that weapon
I can't do my niggas lik-
New bankroll I love it (I love it)
I'm tired of these hoes hoein
I got bankrolls she love it (Shit)
I been nodding off drank, with the wock I pour it
Yup
All of my niggas they trappin' this shit off a 'sung
Yo boy stuck on OFF-WHITE
Stood with my niggas we rocking all vintage Chrome (Oh yeah)
I been trappin' like I'm home alone
Balenci' my feet while I'm getting this dome (Dome)
Mad rich got it off my phone
Credits
Writer(s): Armani Armani
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