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2takai - BANKROLL$ Lyrics




Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye that probably Tago
Fabestar with the wave
Bankrolls Yeah bankrolls
Yeah, we gone get this cash you know
Get these bands you know, yeah
Yeah for the fam you know, yeah
Aye, aye

Bankrolls, after bankrolls
Who would thought we really rap now we gonna play shows
Back then I was in the trap going down the wrong roads
Now my family on my back so you know I cant fold
Bankrolls, after bankrolls
Drugs killing these streets so I had to lay low
Shoutout the fam that ill meet when I get my halo
Promises I need keep so for now I can't go

Bankrolls onto bankrolls (Onto bankrolls)
It's hot up in the Nawf so I keep my chains cold (Brat)
This wave got em sea sick, nobody staying afloat (Yeah afloat)
It's dangerous in these streets might have to stay up with the pole (Pew, pew, pew)
I don't sleep so I can chase a bag, drop a rack and then I make it back (Make it back)
Lucky in the Stu, we with the gang, know we play it back (Yeah)
Everything you say is cap, I ain't really taking that (Naw)
Nobody getting to me all I do is sit and count this cash (Hahaha)
People talking shit but they ain't never met me (Aint met me)
Got the gang we sending shots for the headpiece (Pew, pew, pew)
Shawty wanna kick it, bitch I'm Siah I ain't Jet Li (Shew what)
I been running up the bands lil shawty did you forget me (Run it up)
I can't cross the street out at night (Out at night)
Gucci frames ain't outta sight (Outta sight)
20/20 vision bitch I see your lies (See your lies)
Out of space with the bank we getting high (Yeah)

Bankrolls, after bankrolls
Who would thought we really rap now we gonna play shows
Back then I was in the trap going down the wrong roads
Now my family on my back so you know I cant fold
Bankrolls, after bankrolls
Drugs killing these streets so I had to lay low
Shoutout the fam that ill meet when I get my halo
Promises I need keep so for now I can't go

Bankrolls after bankrolls (Get the bank)
Tired of giving up my heart to all of these fake hoes (F*ck these hoes)
Ya that bitch from the start was trynna take my soul (Take my soul)
Fed up with your shit these lies getting old (Getting old)
All this money on me ya it make my back ache (Bow)
Running through the city tryna get all of my stacks straight (Yeah)
Got my family wit me so you know it is the cash way (Cash, cash)
You talking all that shit but you can't even make the back page (F*ck)
The Moneys different when your friends become your enemy's (Pew, pew, pew)
You can act tough but that shit f*ck you up Mentally (Brrrt, brrrt)
Knife to the back guess they ain't really Friends to me (Hey)
When I started getting smarter, the Money stacked differently
Yeah
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Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye that probably Tago
Fabestar with the wave
Bankrolls Yeah bankrolls
Yeah, we gone get this cash you know
Get these bands you know, yeah
Yeah for the fam you know, yeah
Aye, aye

Bankrolls, after bankrolls
Who would thought we really rap now we gonna play shows
Back then I was in the trap going down the wrong roads
Now my family on my back so you know I cant fold
Bankrolls, after bankrolls
Drugs killing these streets so I had to lay low
Shoutout the fam that ill meet when I get my halo
Promises I need keep so for now I can't go

Bankrolls onto bankrolls (Onto bankrolls)
It's hot up in the Nawf so I keep my chains cold (Brat)
This wave got em sea sick, nobody staying afloat (Yeah afloat)
It's dangerous in these streets might have to stay up with the pole (Pew, pew, pew)
I don't sleep so I can chase a bag, drop a rack and then I make it back (Make it back)
Lucky in the Stu, we with the gang, know we play it back (Yeah)
Everything you say is cap, I ain't really taking that (Naw)
Nobody getting to me all I do is sit and count this cash (Hahaha)
People talking shit but they ain't never met me (Aint met me)
Got the gang we sending shots for the headpiece (Pew, pew, pew)
Shawty wanna kick it, bitch I'm Siah I ain't Jet Li (Shew what)
I been running up the bands lil shawty did you forget me (Run it up)
I can't cross the street out at night (Out at night)
Gucci frames ain't outta sight (Outta sight)
20/20 vision bitch I see your lies (See your lies)
Out of space with the bank we getting high (Yeah)

Bankrolls, after bankrolls
Who would thought we really rap now we gonna play shows
Back then I was in the trap going down the wrong roads
Now my family on my back so you know I cant fold
Bankrolls, after bankrolls
Drugs killing these streets so I had to lay low
Shoutout the fam that ill meet when I get my halo
Promises I need keep so for now I can't go

Bankrolls after bankrolls (Get the bank)
Tired of giving up my heart to all of these fake hoes (F*ck these hoes)
Ya that bitch from the start was trynna take my soul (Take my soul)
Fed up with your shit these lies getting old (Getting old)
All this money on me ya it make my back ache (Bow)
Running through the city tryna get all of my stacks straight (Yeah)
Got my family wit me so you know it is the cash way (Cash, cash)
You talking all that shit but you can't even make the back page (F*ck)
The Moneys different when your friends become your enemy's (Pew, pew, pew)
You can act tough but that shit f*ck you up Mentally (Brrrt, brrrt)
Knife to the back guess they ain't really Friends to me (Hey)
When I started getting smarter, the Money stacked differently
Yeah
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Writer: Elijah Lanteigne, Jordan Maitland
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Performed By: 2takai
Length: 2:57
Written by: Elijah Lanteigne, Jordan Maitland

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