Loyalty Is Real lyrics
by Bankroll Fresh
[Intro]
Bankroll, n*gga
Bankroll
[Pre-Chorus]
Goin' hard on these n*ggas, don't you hear it?
Panoramic motherf*cker, don't you see it?
Got your b*tch with me, feelin' on her legs
Bankroll in my pocket, Glock full of lead
sh*t a beautiful feeling, baby
[Chorus]
Loyalty is real and you n*ggas is fake
I got a chopper on the floor, a hundred grand in the safe
I got some grams on the scale, n*gga dealin' this weight
But one thing I won't let a n*gga do is motherf*ckin' break
Put a dime on your head, boy
Whole dime on your head, boy
Put a dime on your head, boy
Put a dime on your head, boy
Bankroll
[Verse 1]
I'm back in this b*tch ballin'
Oh, they don't like to see a n*gga flossin'
These n*ggas like hoes, man, they talkin'
Put the broke b*tch out, start walkin'
Bankroll, boy, I'm known flosser
'Bout to get a new Aston Martin
Bankroll doin' hundred marchin'
Superstar sh*t, I'ma charge it
You ain't never seen this sh*t, bad b*tch on molly
Pulled up right at the Palms in Vegas (What you did?)
Wrist lit up like a motherf*ckin' candle
More than you can handle, we had a sick scandal
[Chorus]
Loyalty is real and you n*ggas is fake
I got a chopper on the floor, a hundred grand in the safe
I got some grams on the scale, n*gga dealin' this weight
But one thing I won't let a n*gga do is motherf*ckin' break
Put a dime on your head, boy
Whole dime on your head, boy
Put a dime on your head, boy (Street Money sh*t, n*gga)
Put a dime on your head, boy (Street Money Fresh, n*gga)
Bankroll
[Verse 2]
I'm back in this b*tch ballin' (I'm still ballin')
Broke ass n*gga still bawlin' (What?)
Maggot ass ho still talkin' (f*ck that b*tch)
Ain't gettin' no money, that's somethin' I ain't doin' (Hahaha)
Your f*ckin' career's ruined (It's over)
Every-f*ckin'-body you was screwin' (f*ck that b*tch)
b*tch, what the f*ck you doin'? (What you doin'?)
You only good for the f*ckin' chewin' (Suck that di*k, yeah)
I ain't worried 'bout no n*gga, I ain't worried 'bout no b*tch
Tryna stack it up in the safe, tryna get my son rich (What you doin', Fresh?)
Tryna get his son rich (It's Bankroll), I might pull up in some dumb sh*t
Offset with a dumb kick (Fresh), I'm who the big gun with (Go)
[Chorus]
Loyalty is real and you n*ggas is fake
I got a chopper on the floor, a hundred grand in the safe
I got some grams on the scale, n*gga dealin' this weight
But one thing I won't let a n*gga do is motherf*ckin' break
Put a dime on your head, boy
Whole dime on your head, boy
Put a dime on your head, boy
Put a dime on your head, boy
Bankroll
[Outro]
Put a dime on your head
Put a dime on your head
Whole dime on your head
Whole dime on your head
Whole dime on your head
Drop a whole dime on your head
Bankroll
Street rich
Haha, ayy
Go