letra de fake - bankroll jefe
“(intro, bankroll jefe) count up the paper i know what i’m doing…
(chorus, bankroll jefe)
i count up the paper i know what i’m doing… chasing this money you know i’m pursuing… can’t f-ck with no broke b-tch not tryna get ruined… shoot at these n-ggas it’s just like a movie f-ck around n-gga get smoked like a cuban… i keep something with me you know how i’m moving… i be on new sh-t… apd think i’m a nuisance… b-tch inma god in my world i’m anubis… n-gga act stupid they looking too clueless b-tches be loving the way that i do it… watch how you moving it might get you k!lled… youngin i been playing round the steel… they joking my style cuz it’s gon get me mills… these n-ggas be talking but they know i’m real… i don’t bе f-cking with n-ggas cuz these n-ggas fake most of еm snakes… n-gga be talking but i know they hate… they tryna add up all the money i make…
(verse, bankroll jefe)
i want the money i’m tryna get paid… i’m clean in this b-tch like a made… and you throwing shade… but it don’t get you paid…
b-tch i be moving i stay with a shooter… got a new glock i got rid of the ruger… bricks in the truck tryna duck all these troopers…
these n-ggas be lying these be b-tches be f-cking…these n-ggas be plotting i ain’t worried bout nothing…
i count up the money then put it right up gotta stack all the bands… they know i’m the man… ya b-tch heard my music and now she a fan… i just sold her a gram…
count up the profit and bubble some more… k!ll one of mine imma double the score… you can’t come around because we know you a hoe…. i want the money you know it go…
these n-ggas be capping and running they mouth… i’m f-cking yo b-tch and i’m knocking it out… she eat up the d-ck then we f-ck on the couch… go a couple of round like baby i’m out…
not f-cking with n-ggas i know you a snake… all in my pockets try see what i make… whole lot of drip and i make it look great…
(chorus, bankroll jefe)
i count up the paper i know what i’m doing… chasing this money you know i’m pursuing… can’t f-ck with no broke b-tch not tryna get ruined… shoot at these n-ggas it’s just like a movie f-ck around n-gga get smoked like a cuban… i keep something with me you know how i’m moving… i be on new sh-t… apd think i’m a nuisance… b-tch inma god in my world i’m anubis… n-gga act stupid they looking too clueless b-tches be loving the way that i do it… watch how you moving it might get you k!lled… youngin i been playing round the steel… they joking my style cuz it’s gon get me mills… these n-ggas be talking but they know i’m real… i don’t be f-cking with n-ggas cuz these n-ggas fake most of em snakes… n-gga be talking but i know they hate… they tryna add up all the money i make…
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