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Stunna 4 Vegas
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Bankroll Got It (You n***as is on some gangsta sh*t in this motherf**ker) On mami, this n***a 4X got rich in six months, you heard? (Huh, no cap) It gotta be that Billion Dollar Baby sh*t (You know the f**k goin' on) N***a really got rich in six months, for real, I watched that sh*t with my own f**kin' eyes Really three, but a n***a spend too goddamn much Goddamn, this n***a get so much goddamn money, n***a, what the f**k? (Tellin' you) Oh my God, I need a taste of the Rich Youngin Okay (Okay), I'ma give her a taste of this sh*t (Uh) Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh He got rich in six months, how he do that? (How he do that?) I keep my foot on they neck, but y'all knew that (Y'all knew that) We ain't goin', your sh*t'll get blew back (Bah) Your a** get whooped, say it's smoke, we could do that (Ooh) I break her neck, she like, "Who that?" Your ho get took, these diamonds on me get your boo wet (Uh) She ate the D like she knew me (Uh) I'm the streets' hottest youngin, she already knew that (4X) We'll put a b*t*h up like a throwback Freak ho, she mix the Perc' with the Moët (Uh) So many racks like I grow it (Racks) Hit the stage, do my dance in this b*t*h like I'm Kodak (Uh) Make 'em freeze like he took a Kodak picture (Freeze) My lil' n***a move on 'em, I whistle That b*t*h think I'm hot, sizzle I'm a pit', she told me her n***a a Shih Tzu (Uh, uh) I won't go back and forth with no rap n***a, I got business to tend to Too many racks to count, lil' n***a, I'll flip you (Flip) We fill him up with lead like a pencil (Brrt, brrt) No diss, I'm tryna send a missile I need M's, b*t*h, I'm on a mission (Cash) I'm with my, I'm with my shooter, but I got a stick, too (Uh) He up, then I'm uppin' this b*t*h 'til it click, too (Bah) He got rich in six months, how he do that? (How he do that?) I keep my foot on they neck, but y'all knew that (Y'all knew that) Goin', we ain't goin', your sh*t'll get blew back (Bah) Your a** get whooped, say it's smoke, we could do that (Ooh) I break her neck, she like, "Who that?" Your ho get took, these diamonds on me get your boo wet (Uh) She ate the D like she knew me (Uh) I'm the streets' hottest youngin, she already knew that (4X) I said, "We gon' call that boy Rich Youngin'" (Rich) He got rich in six months, I can vouch (Let's go) Okay, you done got slick at the mouth (Yeah) That lil' b*t*h talkin' sh*t, kick her out (Like, b*t*h) I made my young n***as do that, go pull up and post up a pic at your house (Cheese) Make him tag BDB in the caption (Let's go) Hit his a** with that stick, he come out (Okay) I done went spent a whole lot of money with Johnny, I got a whole brick in my mouth (Yes, sir) My b*t*h get the money, b*t*h, send the deposit if you want my b*t*h to come out (No cap) They want f**k me, Big 4, and my DJ (Big 4) Throw my shirt at a ho, it's on eBay Windows down, the heat on on the freeway (Zoom) I pull up with Rich Youngin, they holler that n***a Got rich in six months, how he do that? (How he do that?) I keep my foot on they neck, but y'all knew that (Y'all knew that) Goin', we ain't goin', your sh*t'll get blew back (Bah) Your a** get whooped, say it's smoke, we could do that (Ooh) I break her neck, she like, "Who that?" Your ho get took, these diamonds on me get your boo wet (Uh) She ate the D like she knew me (Uh) I'm the streets' hottest youngin, she already knew that (4X, Baby) It's Baby and Baby and 4X I ran that lil' sh*t up in no time Puttin' d**k in your b*t*h if we lock eyes I'm so hot, start a fire when I walk in Hit her friend, I ain't stop when she walk in (Nat) I can drop every month and go top ten Make her do what I say, let her get what she want B*t*h, you better shut up when I'm talkin' (Shut up) Lot of cars, how the f**k I miss walkin'? (Nah) I drop hit after hit, I don't miss (Never) 'Posed to be somewhere servin' in one of them houses with pounds, how the f**k I get rich? Who the hell said that life was a b*t*h? I got too many b*t*hes, but one life to live F**k how they feel If we got a problem, that money'll solve it My dollars and followers match I really started from scratch Pistol and pack, now I get millions to rap Influence the youngins to trap Put my whole hood on the map, first the water was tap Now a jet for a nap, now the motor the back Meet promoter with racks, keep her head in my lap And my hand on the strap, ain't no dyke sh*t On that Chief Keef, "I Don't Like" sh*t
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