Bankroll Fresh - Free Wop lyrics

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Bankroll Fresh - Free Wop lyrics

Looking like I hit a lick, these b**hes ain't living right Im shining you ain't in this sh** My neck my diamonds ears and fist Wrist water Charger spoiler hell got [?] She pursuit to be model and my pockets full of gwalla [?] can't even fit in my account Im smokin that sh** up out the Ounce, I got em in I got em out Close the door we sinking in European Blue painted Benz gettin up out the SL now meet at the marathon in 10 Im on a money mission push start no key ignition I got em right now n***a and the prices cheaper Im in the streets right now and you was you never found Im in the Magic City b**hes throwing that a** around And you wasn't in the streets and you can't keep G And everything i got right here these bands right here for free I ran off on yo cousin and then I catch yo buddy and then I f** yo b**h and then I talk to s*utty One thing about this sh** bout me n***a ion trust these n***as One thing about me n***a Bankroll yea yea I bust these n***as One thing about me yea I stay to myself ion really f** with these n***as, ion really f** with these n***as, I ain't come up with these n***as bu*terfly on my go kart when I was a young n***a Now i gotta supercharger on it yea it hum n***a Wad a whole 30 bands n***a here I come n***a And we couldn't find you n***as, better find that skrilla I was f**ing top notch b**hes when i was a 1,000 dollar n***a Now in the penthouse n***a with a 100,000 with me You a broke a** n***a with a 100,000 wishes My bad a** used to be bad my momma would whoop my a** with switches You know my got damn kids you they had to gon get it A lotta these p**y a** n***as in a hating position A lotta these b**h a** n***as dont know you hating from a distance Ima put that scope on a motherf**er so i won't miss him Ion want no lobster today b**h I want some chicken And while that fat b**h at it b**h go eat you some [?] These n***as slick snitchin, g**nin, set tripping Soon as that n***a seen that pistol boy he turnt christian These social network working n***as worst then worst then b**hes n***as bitin my got damn swag aye n***a come and let me get it These n***as falling out bout these hoes, these b**hes ain't worth a penny These n***a fallout bout b**hes, you a idiot if you f**ing did it (Damn I just gave that hoe 2000 bruh) What the f** you gettin? All this free p**y round this world n***a who the f** you hittin? Better sweet talk them b**hes, dont pillow talk to b**hes, dont drop salt on n***as that sh** there ain't official We she unzipped the zipper thats when she seent the pickle I rap about what's going on to all my new listeners All my friends dead and gone or they some damn prisoners they say family dont write em or dont even come and vist em

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