Bankroll Lyrics – Rich The Kid & YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Bankroll Lyrics – Rich The Kid & YoungBoy Never Broke Again

It’s Budda Beats

Bankroll, whole lotta hundos

In the trap, they deliver like Dominos

Nah for real we got paper like King Koh’s

You a shrimp, I took your bitch to Pappadeaux

We gon’ stick to the money like Velcro

‘Member back when I couldn’t get an elbow

Now I got these bitches wetter than a speedboat

They would try to book a show, but they can’t pay the cost

Not an order for the see me at the booth pay a fee

I’ma walk on stage with a whole lotta water, with a whole lotta drip on me

Glock hanging out my side and my pockets 50 each

Leave a stain in the street, never talkin’ ’bout the beef

You the kind never speak, you the one that I kick

Leave him dead on the scene say day as I breach

Real demons in my head with some blood on my feet

They gon’ go out, can’t save ’em, no need for the preach

And my shooters maneuver, no lock on the leash

Say you loyal, dishonor, no, fuck it, you keep

You a bitch, I’m a sinner, no way you could teach

I’ma jump out and walk and let Rich park the Benz

Every green flag go up when I do the [?]

I ain’t bringing ’em up, they wasn’t down when I needed

I got millions, that mean I don’t know how to treat her

I ain’t nothing like that

They be stalling, but I’m all in, oh yeah

Put an M on that

I don’t call them, you just calling, that’s fact

Bankroll, whole lotta hundos

In the trap, they deliver like Dominos

Nah for real we got paper like King Koh’s

You a shrimp, I took your bitch to Pappadeaux

We gon’ stick to the money like Velcro

‘Member back when I couldn’t get an elbow

Now I got these bitches wetter than a speedboat

They would try to book a show, but they can’t pay the cost

Not an order for the see me at the booth pay a fee

I’ma walk on stage with a whole lotta water, with a whole lotta drip on me

Glock hanging out my side and my pockets 50 each

Leave a stain in the street, never talkin’ ’bout the beef

You the kind never speak, you the one that I kick

Leave him dead on the scene say day as I breach

Real demons in my head with some blood on my feet

Two Rolls Royce trucks, that’s two brothers

Fuck her on the bed but not under covers

Say he rapping, he ain’t trapping, but he really undercover

We ain’t stressing ’bout the money, buy a Bentley for my mother

Nah, for real, they was hating way before the deal

She bad, want Birkin and Prada heels

Popped a pill

Diamonds on me, they Holyfield

That’s my brother, yeah for real, he can get a mil’

Niggas capping like they stepping, they ain’t in the field

Bankroll, walk with a hundo

So much money, had to stuff it in the condo

Bankroll, whole lotta hundos

In the trap, they deliver like Dominos

Nah for real we got paper like King Koh’s

You a shrimp, I took your bitch to Pappadeaux

We gon’ stick to the money like Velcro

‘Member back when I couldn’t get an elbow

Now I got these bitches wetter than a speedboat

They would try to book a show, but they can’t pay the cost

Not an order for the see me at the booth pay a fee

I’ma walk on stage with a whole lotta water, with a whole lotta drip on me

Glock hanging out my side and my pockets 50 each

Leave a stain in the street, never talkin’ ’bout the beef

You the kind never speak, you the one that I kick

Leave him dead on the scene say day as I breach

Real demons in my head with some blood on my feet

Rich The Kid & YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Bankroll Song Details