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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)