[Intro - Bankroll Fresh:] See where I'm from, this shit go on everyday Atlanta, Georgia, Zone 3, Pittsburgh Home of the hustlers
[Intro - Bankroll Pj:] Street Money worldwide, Oh You know it!
[Chorus - Bankroll Fresh:] We at the trap house behind the fence Do it for my trap niggas represent Real trap nigga drop it then mix Do it for my trap niggas, fuck a bitch (Fuck that bitch!) Bounce yo ass shawty, do a split All the trap niggas juggin off the splits All the trap niggas juggin off the bricks Real trap nigga playing off the sticks
[Verse 1 - Bankroll Fresh:] I'm running through this shit, I'm talking marathon Nigga bring your cash, I'm even counting one's Have you ever bought it, Would you ever sell it Have you ever wrapped it, Would you ever mail it And I'm in that motherfucker, Looking like it Nigga I'm ballin like the 93 tyson [x2] Dope boy swag, Dope man pockets Yamaha sport biker (Switch it up!) Iont want her nigga, Iont like her Iont like her I just one night her She calling you, You broke her phone, fight her And I'm lookin like a drug lord Eatin with the fucking thug boys In here looking like a real mob Pull up on yo ass, Fuck boy
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[Verse 2 - Bankroll Fresh:] Gotta call my man back to hit the raw Say he ready, say he really want the log [?] When you get here nigga, Come and buy a whole When you on your way, better watch for State patrol Camera on the spot and [?] gold [?] Now I use the microwave to kill the stove Nigga pay me what you owe Nigga come in here with mo' Have the correct amount nigga Yo pussy ass better count quicker Trapper use the vacuum sealer Ain't no niggas in the middle Thumb through the money counter Rubber bands wrapped around it
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