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LETRA
Bankroll 24, 24/7 I done ran sack up, aww man (aww man) I just poured the drank up, aww man (poured the drank up) I done turnt them hoes up, aww man (aww man) Had the whole city screaming 'Aww man' (aww man) This right here Christian Dior You never seen it before Ever since a ni*** tried me in Cali I took a chopper on tour You can ask TMZ, MTV, BET I got more dimes than CP3 Came from the EBT, now these foe envy me That's off the top just like Kennedy See this is that pay style I turn your girl to a Paypal I'm turning dinner to takeout I gave her D just like 8 Mile Whew, Skittles and M&Ms Murder and killer the synonyms Even massages ain't feeling them It's more than a threat than a synonym, ooh I never fold under pressure I keep that thing by the dresser I keep it right by the Bible I hope it don't mess up my blessings, Lord You can ask Short I'm finessing Yeah you can ask God I was reckless Yeah you can ask Joe bout my neckless Yeah he put all the ice in that motherfuc*** I brought all the dice in that motherfuc*** Straight hole like Yanks in this motherfuc*** Shit you just cannot ignore Pinky ring bigger than yours And my lean pinker than yours My girl pu*** pinker than hers I bought a Porsche just to trap in I came on that cat when I'm bored I done ran sack up, aww man (aww man) I just poured the drank up, aww man (poured the drank up) I done turnt them hoes up, aww man (aww man) Had the whole city screaming 'Aww man' (aww man) Poppin' them Percs got me faded I grab me a bowl and I grab me a fork And I get in that shit and go crazy Them diamonds, they on me, they blangin', they blangin' So I see the truth and go skatin' Bitch on that savage, I f*** a big check And I fuc*** me a ni*** old lady Bitch I'm cold, I need a blanket Yeah, I'm 'bout my 10 Roll it 'fore it flood, come where I begin Broad niggas and I cheat on my ex Pretty titties, I might skeet on her breasts Skeet on her breasts 80 thousand, put that shit on my neck 80 thousand, spent that shit on a vet One night stands, just I f*** and forget Hold up, faded Ciroc and Patron got me faded Hold up, wait These bitches gon' f*** if I blink I run through that money, you can't You faded and f*** up the bank Bitch I'm on drugs, I can't think You can't hang around if you ain't I done ran sack up, aww man (aww man) I just poured the drank up, aww man (poured the drank up) I done turnt them hoes up, aww man (aww man) Had the whole city screaming 'Aww man' (aww man)
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