Different Bankroll lyrics

by

Cash Kidd


[Verse 1]
I [?] 3 K, but I'ma grind in it for a week straight
Mail on the road, [?] I told him be safe
He said just get ready to go crazy, give me 3 days
Time to take you out for the low, na, that's a cheap date
b*tch grabbing on my di*k in public, told her behave
Ballmain pockets full of paper like a briefcase
Just flexin on my old b*tches, nevermind me
Big fella, I'ma need some M's, tryna sign me
Old hoes got they hands out like a zombie
Lil b*tch can't get a cent, sh*t is not sweet
If I fall off, for a [?] bro got me
[?] in the net [?] out, [?]
Man, I'm talking 'bout [?] in November
Told my b*tch to pack her sunglasses
I'll beat your ass, you gon' kill me, so it's f*ck scrapping
That 30 poking on my sidе, call that love [?]
Head so good, baby, get comfortablе, you spending the night
sh*t, if it's [?] flight
Make a b*tch famous, I can end a whole life
I know my old hoes hate me, 'cause I did them so trife
He done bought a couple guns, now he think he can fight
Just a pus*y with a strap, man, these lil n*ggas dykes
n*ggas switched up, f*ck it, let's go get them tonight
Slide down with that Mickey, call that Disney on Ice
n*gga
[Chorus]
I be where these n*ggas can't go
She just want a picture with my bankroll
She just want a picture with my Draco
All these rumors, f*ck they gotta hate for?
All these [?] play for?
All these f*cking [?] what I'm gon' pay for?
Running up a check in the same clothes
Same fit from yesterday, different bankroll

[Verse 2]
Far from rich, but I ain't broke
Loyalty is law, we don't live by the same code
You a ho, AR with the scope, I don't chase hoes
Drank pour, trust me, you don't want none of this Fego
Yeah, strapped tucked behind the Berberry buckle
This b*tch like the cheater show, you can catch a couple
Them hoes y'all be di*k sucking, I regret I f*cked them
Bro bro say his mans cool, but I never trust him
I ain't tryna hang with him, he might be a real n*gga, but I thought that 'bout that other lil n*gga
Just don't want no new friends, we get killed for all that sh*t
And if you is a real n*gga, you would feel me on that sh*t
Used to rob [?] lil n*gga, still be on that sh*t
n*gga, why you in your feelings 'bout a frunny lil b*tch?
n*ggas talking down on us, they hoes gon' still let us hit
Just for thinking sh*t sweet, I got a lemon on that stick
n*gga
[Chorus]
I be where these n*ggas can't go
She just want a picture with my bankroll
She just want a picture with my Draco
All these rumors, f*ck they gotta hate for?
All these [?] play for?
All these f*cking [?] what I'm gon' pay for?
Running up a check in the same clothes
Same fit from yesterday, different bankroll
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