Migos - Bankroll lyrics

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Bank, bankroll

Bankroll

Bankroll, bankroll, bankroll

Bank, bankroll

Bankroll, bankroll

Bankroll, bankroll, bankroll

My dad don’t speak no English, my blood don’t talk on the phone

So every time I wanna wait up gotta take the flight to Hong Kong

I had to rub the bands on up, had to ride the pack on up

I pull codeine in the double car, two black, one white like a double star

On the first plane one of you runner up, got bands on me like a brick road

I got two bitch in a condo, she laying there with her knees up

Every time I walk out the jeweler freeze up

Every time I cash out gotta walk around with that nino

Me walk around with that cake on you, got a lot of them people who hate on you

Might pull up in a drop top coupe with a foreign bitch from Honolulu

Honolulu, Hawaii, for the local nigga don’t know

But I gotta walk around with a big ass bankroll

Bank, bankroll

Bankroll

Bankroll, bankroll, bankroll

Bank, bankroll

Bankroll, bankroll

Bankroll, bankroll, bankroll

Wanna talk ‘bout bankroll, girl really wanna talk ‘bout it

Talking with the white so much …

Pull up on a Kawasaki, I might …I might take on my chauffeur

LV on my loafers, trap door with the plug like Oprah

Push an Audi, baby don’t stroll out, in the VIP standing on the sofa

Young tag dog, got a big bankroll

Call me Santa Clause I got hoe, hoe, hoes

Ten bands from my bailer, eight bands from the goons by biting

Trap booming like thunder, struck a nigga down like lightning

Tied a bitch named Mandy, got her on the Xanax

A thousand… panoramic and you know I got them

Bank, bankroll

Bankroll

Bankroll, bankroll, bankroll

Bank, bankroll

Bankroll, bankroll

Bankroll, bankroll, bankroll

Got a big ass bankroll on me

Made them four hoes come, want me

Admit that y’all nigga wanna call me

But you gotta know it’s only one me

I got two bad bitches in the Lambo

I need my band like pronto

No cash then it ain’t no convo

Looking for that money, where is Waldo?

Tipping lean like the paint, walking around with the bank

I got a big call from Spain, I don’t even know your name

She just whip from them thing, I go buy me a change

Then I hit the lotto, go and cop that new Range

All I wanna do is go run to the money

Run to the money, want the money keep coming

Got a bad bitch with me and she come from London

Whipping out a brick then we smoking out an iron

Bankroll stripping …make her think that I’m Buddha

Bad bitch with me and she come from Cuba

And the white from Cuba and you know I drive through

Bank, bankroll

Bankroll

Bankroll, bankroll, bankroll

Bank, bankroll

Bankroll, bankroll

Bankroll, bankroll, bankroll