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letra de bankroll fbg mix - fbg duck

[intro]
(mmm)
like, usually, i don’t even do other n-ggas’ beats, but (mmm; [?] on the beat)
ayy, skooly, i was f-ckin’ with this sh-t, though (mmm)
like, i can’t even lie, this my sh-t, ya know i’m sayin’? (yeah, turn up)

[chorus]
okay, my pocket always got a ‘roll in it, mmm (‘roll, mmm)
condo always got some hoes in it, mmm (hoes, mmm)
soda got a f-ckin’ four in it, mmm (four, mmm)
suck my d-ck until my toes twitchin’, mmm (toes, mmm)
the struggle, b-tch, i come from it, mmm (like, i really come from that sh-t, you know?)
lyin’, then you get confronted, mmm (like, if you lyin’ about where you from, you lyin’ about what you did)
don’t make me turn nothin’ into somethin’, mmm (you even lyin’ about what’s goin’ on in your life, we gon’ find out about that sh-t)
i don’t think you really want it, mmm (gang-gang)
[verse 1]
okay, you broke, b-tch, your life borin’, mmm
you should probably try tourin’, mmm
know you see the f-ckin’ foreigns, zoom, zoom (skrrt)
tell your b-tch come here, she gorgeous, mmm
n-ggas spreadin’ rumors, say i’m broke, that sh-t cool (stop it)
then they say they f-cked my b-tch, now they frontin’ their move (the lies)
ballin’ so d-mn hard that i need rings for this sh-t
and my b-tch, she got that head that got me singin’ and sh-t
okay, boy, you not no f-ckin’ threat (you dummy), we at your neck (b-tch)
singin’ like my name keith sweat, but this ain’t keith sweat
shawty tried to say she love me, but i don’t need that (no, no)
baby girl, i’m not a f-cking sucker, you don’t mean that (money)

[verse 2]
okay, i dropped a four inside a soda, movin’ like a zombie (woah, woah)
i don’t need no molly (nah), i’ll f-ckin’ hurt somebody
n-gga try to play me (b-tch), i might f-ckin’ catch a body (goof’-ass)
put him on the news, i f-ck around shirt somebody
i told my mama, “i got it,” then, dammit, that mean i got it
don’t worry about the money, the money just gon’ keep pilin’
they gave my homie some numbers, they say that he shot somebody
i was tellin’ them, mama, “we gon’ get through all the problems”
they tellin’ me, “go and get it,” i tell ’em, “i went and got it”
turned up my flex a lot, i ain’t even tryna be c-cky
they put me all with the legends, they never put me with rookies
i’m sorry i’m too one hundred, i’m sorry i can’t be p-ssy (money)
[chorus]
okay, my pocket always got a ‘roll in it, mmm (‘roll, mmm)
condo always got some hoes in it, mmm (hoes, mmm)
soda got a f-ckin’ four in it, mmm (four, mmm)
suck my d-ck until my toes twitchin’, mmm (toes, mmm)
the struggle, b-tch, i come from it, mmm (mmm)
lyin’, then you get confronted, mmm (mmm)
don’t make me turn nothin’ into somethin’, mmm (mmm)
i don’t think you really want it, mmm (mmm)

- fbg duck

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