Bankroll - Rich The Kid/Youngboy Never Broke Again

Lyrics by：Dimitri Roger/Kentrell Gaulden

Composed by：Dimitri Roger/Kentrell Gaulden

It's budda beats

It's budda beats

It's budda beats

Bankroll whole lotta hundos

In the trap they deliver like Dominos

Nah for real we got paper like Kinkos

You a shrimp I took your to Pappadeaux

We gon' stick to the money like Velcro

'Member back when I couldn't get an elbow

Now I got these wetter than a speedboat

They was tryna book a show

But they can't pay the quote Rich

Not an order 'fore they see me

At the booth pay a fee

I'ma walk on stage with a whole lotta water

With a whole lotta drip on me

Glock hanging out my side and my pockets 50 each

Leave a stain in the street never talkin' 'bout the beef

You the kind never speak you the one that I kick

Leave him dead on the scene say day as I breach

Breach demons in my head with some blood on my feet

They gon' go out can't save 'em no need for the preach

And my shooters maneuver no lock on the leash

Say you loyal dishonor no it you keep

You a I'm a sinner no way you could teach

I'ma jump out and walk and let Rich park the Benz

Every green flag go up when I do the arena

I ain't bringing 'em up they wasn't down when I needed

I got millions that mean I don't know how to treat her

I ain't nothing like that

They be stalling but I'm all in oh yeah

Put an M on that

I don't call them you just calling that's fact

Bankroll whole lotta hundos

In the trap they deliver like Dominos

Nah for real we got paper like Kinkos

You a shrimp I took your to Pappadeaux

We gon' stick to the money like Velcro

'Member back when I couldn't get an elbow

Now I got these wetter than a speedboat

They was tryna book a show but

They can't pay the quote Rich

Not an order 'fore they

See me at the booth pay a fee

I'ma walk on stage with a whole lotta water

With a whole lotta drip on me

Glock hanging out my side and my pockets 50 each

Leave a stain in the street

Never talkin' 'bout the beef

You the kind never speak you the one that I kick

Leave him dead on the scene say day as I breach

Real demons in my head with some blood on my feet

Royce trucks that's two brothers

Her on the bed but not under covers

Say he rapping he ain't trapping

But he really undercover

We ain't stressing 'bout the

Money buy a Bentley for my mother

Hating way before the deal

She bad want Birkin and Prada heels

Popped a pill

Diamonds on me they Holyfield

That's my brother yeah for real he can get a mil'

Capping like they stepping

They ain't in the field

Bankroll walk with a hundo

So much money had to stuff it in the condo

Bankroll whole lotta hundos

In the trap they deliver like Dominos

Nah for real we got paper like Kinkos

You a shrimp I took your to Pappadeaux

We gon' stick to the money like Velcro

'Member back when I couldn't get an elbow

Now I got these wetter than a speedboat

They was tryna book a show but

They can't pay the quote Rich

Not an order 'fore they

See me at the booth pay a fee

I'ma walk on stage with a whole lotta water

With a whole lotta drip on me

Glock hanging out my side and my pockets 50 each

Leave a stain in the street

Never talkin' 'bout the beef

You the kind never speak you the one that I kick

Leave him dead on the scene say day as I breach

Real demons in my head with some blood on my feet

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