CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Bankroll Fresh
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Ooh (PradaDidIt)
Ayy (The real child of drama)
Ayy
Bankroll like Fresh (Fresh)
Every time I step (Step)
Bloody as DMX (Uh)
Damn, I feel blessed (Huh?)
Lil' shorty wanna ride me, do you see an S on my chest? (No)
I just came out of poverty, now everybody come next
Came out a group home (Home)
Did this sh*t on my own
When I start stepping on necks, they gon' ask me, "What's wrong?" (What's wrong?)
Run it back, n***a, play that (Play that)
Close cutting in the Maybach (In the Maybach)
Hundred shots with my AK and it coming at you with a cadence (Go)
Off-White like beige
I wrotе Off-White on my K
My life full of drugs and money, pop mе a Perc', then I go to the bank
Ho on my d**k like it came with a cape
Watch my back, n***as want my place
She just called me seven times, so she probably on the way (Okay, okay, okay)
Yeah, I'm rocking Number (N)ine, Japanese fill up my taste (Number (N)ine, (N)ine, (N)ine, (N)ine, (N)ine)
And nobody better touch me, I might clear the f**king place
A** so fat, but I want your face
Did him bad, he was in my way
When I put on all that camo, I turn to a f**king ape
Bankroll like Fresh (Like Fresh)
Every time I step (Step)
Bloody as DMX (MX)
Damn, I feel blessed (Uh)
Lil' shorty wanna ride me, do you see an S on my chest? (No)
I just came out of poverty, now everybody come next (Ayy, ayy)
Came out a group home (Home)
Did this sh*t on my own
When I start stepping on necks, they gon' ask me, "What's wrong?" (What's wrong?)
Run it back, n***a, play that (Play that)
Close cutting in the Maybach (In the Maybach)
Hundred shots with my AK and it coming at you with a cadence
Yeah, yeah
Ooh (PradaDidIt)
Ayy (The real child of drama)
Ayy
Bankroll like Fresh (Fresh)
Every time I step (Step)
Bloody as DMX (Uh)
Damn, I feel blessed (Huh?)
Lil' shorty wanna ride me, do you see an S on my chest? (No)
I just came out of poverty, now everybody come next
Came out a group home (Home)
Did this sh*t on my own
When I start stepping on necks, they gon' ask me, "What's wrong?" (What's wrong?)
Run it back, n***a, play that (Play that)
Close cutting in the Maybach (In the Maybach)
Hundred shots with my AK and it coming at you with a cadence (Go)
Off-White like beige
I wrotе Off-White on my K
My life full of drugs and money, pop mе a Perc', then I go to the bank
Ho on my d**k like it came with a cape
Watch my back, n***as want my place
She just called me seven times, so she probably on the way (Okay, okay, okay)
Yeah, I'm rocking Number (N)ine, Japanese fill up my taste (Number (N)ine, (N)ine, (N)ine, (N)ine, (N)ine)
And nobody better touch me, I might clear the f**king place
A** so fat, but I want your face
Did him bad, he was in my way
When I put on all that camo, I turn to a f**king ape
Bankroll like Fresh (Like Fresh)
Every time I step (Step)
Bloody as DMX (MX)
Damn, I feel blessed (Uh)
Lil' shorty wanna ride me, do you see an S on my chest? (No)
I just came out of poverty, now everybody come next (Ayy, ayy)
Came out a group home (Home)
Did this sh*t on my own
When I start stepping on necks, they gon' ask me, "What's wrong?" (What's wrong?)
Run it back, n***a, play that (Play that)
Close cutting in the Maybach (In the Maybach)
Hundred shots with my AK and it coming at you with a cadence
