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JayBird - New Bankroll Lyrics



JayBird - New Bankroll Lyrics
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Onna G, Onna G, Onna G (Bitch I got a bankroll) (Astronaunt)
Onna G, Onna G, Onna G (Bitch I got a bankroll)
Onna G, Onna G, Onna G (Bitch I got a bankroll)
Onna G, Onna G, Onna G (Bitch I got a bankroll)
Brodie flexing, really got a bankroll
All 100s, aint no 20s lil' bro
Spend a couple hundred on this puffer coat
So what the f*ck I look like really being cold?
My pockets greener than some motherf*ckin mold
Leprechaun wrist, bitch its full of gold
She tryna link with me, really tryna go
Lil' baby you should really pop out at the show
Pop out at the show
Pop out at the show
Baby tryna see you right there front row
Shorty bad as hell lil' nigga I know
When I'm done with this shit
Stage diving in a hoe
Might dive in a hoe
Lie to the hoe, yeah
I got time for the dough
Not for the ho, yeah
Too fly on a hoe
She eyeing me bro, yeah
Might vibe on the hoe
Inside of the hoe, yeah
She never met a nigga like me and it's kinda funny (Hey)
Cause she hopping on me like a moutherf*cking bunny (Hey)
If I hit her once turn her to f*cking junkie (Hey)
Bitch you tweaking out the ass thinking you getting money (Hey)
Had to laugh at they ass, stacking the cash
I got rich lil' nigga, I aint looking back
Nigga this real life, it is not a act
Know a couple lil' shooters, put you in a pack
When you get rich nigga, better watch your back
Cause everybody 'round you, gone try to stab
Everybody so real, 'till you see they mask
I thank God everyday that he watch my back
Brodie flexing, really got a bankroll
All 100s, aint no 20s lil' bro
Spend a couple hundred on this puffer coat
So what the f*ck I look like really being cold?
My pockets greener than some motherf*ckin mold
Leprechaun wrist, bitch its full of gold
She tryna link with me, really tryna go
Lil' baby you should really pop out at the show
Baby pop out
Tryna show you how a nigga really rock out
Feel like Drake, started from the bottom, top now
Yeah after this, you can get knocked down
Knocked down, knocked down, baby getting knocked
They was sleeping on me bad, now they waiting for the drops
This real life motion, 'Ion think I'll ever stop
Shorty bad as hell over there, think I'm finna plot
Damn brodie stay on that, go head get the chop
And we all from Milwaukee so we all screaming "Yop!"
Boy i'm dunking off the glass if you passing me a lob
Tryna stack it like us? Nigga focus on yo' job
R-I-C-H bitch, rich
Baby S-M-D, quick
All my niggas L-I-T, lit
This a H-I-T, hit
Had to spell it out, nigga so you see
Nigga this shit aint hard it's E-Z
Nigga going hard with this rap, aint no plan B
Nigga 'Ion give a f*ck, what u saying to me
No I don't that's on bro, stay sticking to the code
Niggas weird as hell nigga, why you tripping over hoes?
Nigga gone head kill me, If you ever see me broke
Nigga one thing bout me, I'll never sell my soul
Like come on now
Selling my-
Over a record deal?
You crazy as a bitch, rather get that shit myself
Brodie flexing really got a bankroll
All 100s, aint no 20s lil' bro
Spend a couple hundred on this puffer coat
So what the f*ck I look like really being cold?
My pockets greener than some motherf*ckin mold
Leprechaun wrist, bitch its full of gold
She tryna link with me, really tryna go
Lil' baby you should really pop out at the show
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Onna G, Onna G, Onna G (Bitch I got a bankroll) (Astronaunt)
Onna G, Onna G, Onna G (Bitch I got a bankroll)
Onna G, Onna G, Onna G (Bitch I got a bankroll)
Onna G, Onna G, Onna G (Bitch I got a bankroll)
Brodie flexing, really got a bankroll
All 100s, aint no 20s lil' bro
Spend a couple hundred on this puffer coat
So what the f*ck I look like really being cold?
My pockets greener than some motherf*ckin mold
Leprechaun wrist, bitch its full of gold
She tryna link with me, really tryna go
Lil' baby you should really pop out at the show
Pop out at the show
Pop out at the show
Baby tryna see you right there front row
Shorty bad as hell lil' nigga I know
When I'm done with this shit
Stage diving in a hoe
Might dive in a hoe
Lie to the hoe, yeah
I got time for the dough
Not for the ho, yeah
Too fly on a hoe
She eyeing me bro, yeah
Might vibe on the hoe
Inside of the hoe, yeah
She never met a nigga like me and it's kinda funny (Hey)
Cause she hopping on me like a moutherf*cking bunny (Hey)
If I hit her once turn her to f*cking junkie (Hey)
Bitch you tweaking out the ass thinking you getting money (Hey)
Had to laugh at they ass, stacking the cash
I got rich lil' nigga, I aint looking back
Nigga this real life, it is not a act
Know a couple lil' shooters, put you in a pack
When you get rich nigga, better watch your back
Cause everybody 'round you, gone try to stab
Everybody so real, 'till you see they mask
I thank God everyday that he watch my back
Brodie flexing, really got a bankroll
All 100s, aint no 20s lil' bro
Spend a couple hundred on this puffer coat
So what the f*ck I look like really being cold?
My pockets greener than some motherf*ckin mold
Leprechaun wrist, bitch its full of gold
She tryna link with me, really tryna go
Lil' baby you should really pop out at the show
Baby pop out
Tryna show you how a nigga really rock out
Feel like Drake, started from the bottom, top now
Yeah after this, you can get knocked down
Knocked down, knocked down, baby getting knocked
They was sleeping on me bad, now they waiting for the drops
This real life motion, 'Ion think I'll ever stop
Shorty bad as hell over there, think I'm finna plot
Damn brodie stay on that, go head get the chop
And we all from Milwaukee so we all screaming "Yop!"
Boy i'm dunking off the glass if you passing me a lob
Tryna stack it like us? Nigga focus on yo' job
R-I-C-H bitch, rich
Baby S-M-D, quick
All my niggas L-I-T, lit
This a H-I-T, hit
Had to spell it out, nigga so you see
Nigga this shit aint hard it's E-Z
Nigga going hard with this rap, aint no plan B
Nigga 'Ion give a f*ck, what u saying to me
No I don't that's on bro, stay sticking to the code
Niggas weird as hell nigga, why you tripping over hoes?
Nigga gone head kill me, If you ever see me broke
Nigga one thing bout me, I'll never sell my soul
Like come on now
Selling my-
Over a record deal?
You crazy as a bitch, rather get that shit myself
Brodie flexing really got a bankroll
All 100s, aint no 20s lil' bro
Spend a couple hundred on this puffer coat
So what the f*ck I look like really being cold?
My pockets greener than some motherf*ckin mold
Leprechaun wrist, bitch its full of gold
She tryna link with me, really tryna go
Lil' baby you should really pop out at the show
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Writer: Jaden Johnnies
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