Bankroll Fresh - In (VFZ6) lyrics

[Hook – Gucci Mane & Yung Fresh][x2] Got them pints in, tell me what you want to spend Is you drinking? These n***as know I got that med Got that cake and, Imma put that FN on your friend What he thinking? I bet he won't try that sh** again [Verse 1 – Gucci Mane] F is for Fendi, this FN is my firearm My four second a**a**in, let bygones be bygones Ice cream on my right cheek, tattoos on my right arm Cold blooded like a python, and my auntie stole my ball I'm fresh greeting these Barkley's, got a quarter pound of these broccolis And the neighbors can watch me, but the police can't stop me f** trying out for JV, Marcell up in the hot seat I'm in the ninth grade, f**ing seniors, so I gotta still borrow car keys I'm lowkey but I mostly, be with n***as that sell Ds Smoke weed, I still cough, street [?] doing nine to three [?] sound, that was 92, 91, where was you 8 ball jacket in middle school, always had something to prove Ease off of these ice cubes, yeah I'm a n***a with an attitude Cartier, I bought a pair, head so good got to hold her hair Give her 500, that's more than fair, brought attention so she got to stare Woke up in the morning, I was out of there Gucci Mane, the real Laflare [Hook][x2] [Verse 2 – Yung Fresh] Mid end, it's packed in, the back end of the caravan Dudes speak [?] they understand, got rubber bands on rubber bands f** your girl, one night stand, had her on her knees while I stand Paint her face and her chin then never call that b**h again Getting money my operation, getting money no hesitation Super charge, you were made for racing Sport rims, sport breaking Kicking juugs all down at [?] 1000 for these n***as, come from [?] I got em now so f** waiting, you cash out, f** debating f**ed up a dime at the station, I'm counting money and contemplating Glock 40 for any situation, I know how to equal the equation Know I'm high, my eyes glazing, if you running then I'm chasing Letting it go, that Glock blazing Mask on, Vorhees, Jason I'm running through it, thumbing through it Serve him a dummy brick, he wish he knew it Before he got to his state line, I was counting money, having a great time Smoking great pound with a b**h that was real thick, you know this b**h fine Served one n***a like two times, came back and ate about two nines [Hook][x2]