Bankroll

I was in the back, black Bentley truck Told these pussy niggas that this prolly ain't

My luck I ain't give a fuck, nigga who is you

Better fuckin' run, we could play it run and gun

Feel like a GC, I ain't had to kill him just fun

This ain't pretty wrong, but I know I'm from the wrong

Prolly back home, nigga talkin' other shit

I'ma shoot a pussy nigga cause he really far from home

Who the fuck is you? Demon sittin' on my throne

Tellin' me I better fuckin' sit and go back home

I can't even go, yeah, yeah, back home

Cause I ain't gon' lie, demons, they been on the road

Who the fuck is you? Baby, damn, what you want

Damn, baby, damn, why the fuck you on my phone

You just want some money, ring, ring, yeah, I know

Had to hang up on that bitch, now let's go

I only know, yeah, about the bankroll

Nigga talkin' shit, tryna take my payroll

Pull over that chopper, know that nigga want the smoke

He don't want the cancer, he don't want the problems though

I don't give a fuck, nigga who is you

I'm gone, fade off these pergis, yeah, my tolerance is strong

I don't give a fuck if you really tryna motherfuckin' sit right

And tryna fuckin' do me wrong

I'ma still come back through with my bank in my hand

Nigga talkin' other shit, I flew to Japan

I don't give a fuck, I don't care where I land

I'ma pull up with that chopper once again

I don't give a fuck, pull up with that chopper once again

Pull up with that chopper once again