Testo Bankroll - T.Y.

Testo della canzone Bankroll (T.Y.), tratta dall'album Son of a Gangsta III

Fade to black, came back with a mac and that bitch was black
Tell me where them pussies at, bout to locate they set
Like a collar at your neck, made a jug through a text
I got my lil brother and my lil cousin turned up so they next
S.O.G shit, no I can't be defeated
Give me room so I can breathe bitch
Almost went to jail in Cleveland
They was on some dumb shit
No I'm not the one to be fucked with
It's a new year, I'm on some new shit
Same me, so don't try to run that game B
Get your ass flipped with about 80 clips
I got power, I stay lit
These niggas weird like Jaden Smith
I don't give a fuck who you came with
All my niggas on the same shit
Tell the judge that I plead the fifth
I don't know nothing keep my mouth zipped
I show no love to these dog hoes
As a youngin all I wanted was a bankroll
When I got old enough I went and got a bankroll
The judge dropped my charges then he told me case closed
I show no love to these dog hoes
As a youngin all I wanted was a bankroll
When I got old enough I went and got a bankroll
The judge dropped my charges then he told me case closed
In a purple lamb, on a yellow xan
And I'm floating like a bee, try and catch me if you can
Got to accept I'm the man, play for keeps when I'm playing
You niggas hard to understand, so I pay them no attention
Really rap what I'm living, and I'm out like the dentist
I feel like these niggas gon set me up
And try and make me catch a sentence
Look, it's a damn shame how most of you fools play the game
Don't try and throw dirt on my name
And it's a sign, not a Mulsanne
Look, get off your ass and go get it
I could come up off a penny
The way these niggas acting man they ridiculous
I go so hard they gon remember me
When I'm off a bar please don't get near me
If I shoot this bitch swear you gon hear me
Money money only thing in my vision
Fuck these niggas and fuck all these bitches
I show no love to these dog hoes
As a youngin all I wanted was a bankroll
When I got old enough I went and got a bankroll
The judge dropped my charges then he told me case closed
I show no love to these dog hoes
As a youngin all I wanted was a bankroll
When I got old enough I went and got a bankroll
The judge dropped my charges then he told me case closed



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Writer(s): Tyrrin Blunt, Michael Kevin Hurst Ii
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