[Chorus: OMB Peezy] Bankroll on me right now Ain't worried 'bout bills, that Glock don't lie, quote SRT, hunnid round hanging out the window, I tote that block up Do it for Cool, do it for any nigga that be pouring that Wok up I move like I was brought up in a mob house, some of these niggas impostors King of my jungle, Mufasa, young nigga grew up with choppers Run from if it's a problem, we gon' slide and hit the opps, so Bankroll on me right now Ain't worried 'bout bills, that Glock don't lie, quote SRT, hunnid round hanging out the window, I tote that block up
[Verse 1: OMB Peezy] SRT hanging out the window (Boom) Chopper make it heat like an instrumental (Rah) Look, this a rental-geek, no, it ain't a rental, nigga You was all in her phone, I was in her dental (In her mouth) Glock with the switch won't lie, quote Ain't with the talking, fuck the rah-rah And them fuck niggas know they can't stop us Run up, I'ma hit 'em with that rah-rah She acting like she want to give me head in the Maybach If you want to do that, baby, come, we can see that Packets on full, ain't no way that we can weight that I'm with the whole, yeah, get 'em hit, call it payback Ever since a nigga can't remember, been a hot boy I ain't got no limit, I ain't stoppin' it when I start They be talkin' hard with them boys like I know heart Nigga say he want to be a boss, play your part She gon' wonder why I ain't text her I been busy running them racks up My life a movie but ain't a actor Try me, I'ma shoot like a director Nigga, you ain't nothing but a robber He been lying on them songs like he whipping that rocko Know a couple niggas in the trap Ain't going nowhere, sell a pill for a doctor
[Chorus: OMB Peezy] Bankroll on me right now Ain't worried 'bout bills, that Glock don't lie, quote SRT, hunnid round hanging out the window, I tote that block up Do it for Cool, do it for any nigga that be pouring that Wok up I move like I was brought up in a mob house, some of these niggas impostors King of my jungle, Mufasa, young nigga grew up with choppers Run from if it's a problem, we gon' slide and hit the opps, so Bankroll on me right now Ain't worried 'bout bills, that Glock don't lie, quote SRT, hunnid round hanging out the window, I tote that block up
[Verse 2: G Herbo] Whole lotta guns, got options Way before fame, we was mobbin' Me and my niggas was starvin' Whole lotta trappin', went robbin' Whole lotta clappin' a whole lotta clappin' Ski mask in traffic, they don't know what happened Way before rap, we was snappin' Eight figure transactions, couldn't imagine, ayy Whole lotta M's (M's) Having that shit, now, I'm him (I'm really him) Shoot like I aim at the rim (Ayy) Lolling, big wet, Viny Slim (Gang) Tricking got me in my feelings When we lose killers, we killin' (We on that) Therapy, we need some healin' Until then, we just keep drillin' (Spend) Pull up, coupe got choppers in the hood, in my hood (Yeah) It ain't bulletproof, 'cause I'm still good in my hood (You know) And my raps don't lie, ain't tryna die, so I keep that fire Try to come show love, but I know fake love
[Chorus: OMB Peezy] Bankroll on me right now Ain't worried 'bout bills, that Glock don't lie, quote SRT, hunnid round hanging out the window, I tote that block up Do it for Cool, do it for any nigga that be pouring that Wok up I move like I was brought up in a mob house, some of these niggas impostors King of my jungle, Mufasa, young nigga grew up with choppers Run from if it's a problem, we gon' slide and hit the opps, so Bankroll on me right now Ain't worried 'bout bills, that Glock don't lie, quote SRT, hunnid round hanging out the window, I tote that block upTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
