Yeah
Got a big bankroll
Pray I never go broke
So brown, so cold
My woes, my woe
I whip one, make three
Get a coach, Dundee
All my pockets on swole
Hood nigga, tank on E
Yeah
I said I cannot wait to see ya
I'ma put my clothes on and then grab you in this beamer
Smoking on sativa
From young, we've been them niggas
Out to ball, I'm playing FIFA
Your friends talking shit but they would really like to be ya
Cannot wait to hold ya
Pin you down and stroke ya
Beat that pussy up and stretch it like it's yoga
LB in the kitchen bowl, cheffing up some yola
Grab you in that foreign but I'm trappin' out a Skoda
Got a big bankroll
Pray I never go broke
So brown, so cold
My woes, my woe
I whip one, make three
Get a coach, Dundee
All my pockets on swole
Hood nigga, tank on E
Yeah, pray I make it through the drought
Pray the team make it out, oh, oh
I was 8 years old, niggas put bullets through my house, oh, oh
Sellin' drugs from a kid, ain't no other life that I'm about, no, no
Took the cats 6 lives, heard they gotta put it in their mouth, oh, oh
I pray that I make it to Forbes list, told LB, "Don't worry, I'm going"
Look at my darling, she gorgeous, gorgeous
All in, Russian nine in that foreign
My cup is empty, I'm pouring, pouring
Yeah
Got a big bankroll
Pray I never go broke
So brown, so cold
My woes, my woe
I whip one, make three
Get a coach, Dundee
All my pockets on swole
Hood nigga, tank on E
Got a big bankroll
So brown, so cold
My woes, my woe
I whip one, make three
All my pockets on swole
Hood nigga tank gon' eat
Got a big bankroll
Pray I never go broke
So brown, so cold
My woes, my woe
I whip one, make three
Get a coach, Dundee
All my pockets on swole
Hood nigga, tank on E
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Yeah
Got a big bankroll
Pray I never go broke
So brown, so cold
My woes, my woe
I whip one, make three
Get a coach, Dundee
All my pockets on swole
Hood nigga, tank on E
Yeah
I said I cannot wait to see ya
I'ma put my clothes on and then grab you in this beamer
Smoking on sativa
From young, we've been them niggas
Out to ball, I'm playing FIFA
Your friends talking shit but they would really like to be ya
Cannot wait to hold ya
Pin you down and stroke ya
Beat that pussy up and stretch it like it's yoga
LB in the kitchen bowl, cheffing up some yola
Grab you in that foreign but I'm trappin' out a Skoda
Got a big bankroll
Pray I never go broke
So brown, so cold
My woes, my woe
I whip one, make three
Get a coach, Dundee
All my pockets on swole
Hood nigga, tank on E
Yeah, pray I make it through the drought
Pray the team make it out, oh, oh
I was 8 years old, niggas put bullets through my house, oh, oh
Sellin' drugs from a kid, ain't no other life that I'm about, no, no
Took the cats 6 lives, heard they gotta put it in their mouth, oh, oh
I pray that I make it to Forbes list, told LB, "Don't worry, I'm going"
Look at my darling, she gorgeous, gorgeous
All in, Russian nine in that foreign
My cup is empty, I'm pouring, pouring
Yeah
Got a big bankroll
Pray I never go broke
So brown, so cold
My woes, my woe
I whip one, make three
Get a coach, Dundee
All my pockets on swole
Hood nigga, tank on E
Got a big bankroll
So brown, so cold
My woes, my woe
I whip one, make three
All my pockets on swole
Hood nigga tank gon' eat
Got a big bankroll
Pray I never go broke
So brown, so cold
My woes, my woe
I whip one, make three
Get a coach, Dundee
All my pockets on swole
Hood nigga, tank on E
Got a big bankroll
Pray I never go broke
So brown, so cold
My woes, my woe
I whip one, make three
Get a coach, Dundee
All my pockets on swole
Hood nigga, tank on E
Yeah
I said I cannot wait to see ya
I'ma put my clothes on and then grab you in this beamer
Smoking on sativa
From young, we've been them niggas
Out to ball, I'm playing FIFA
Your friends talking shit but they would really like to be ya
Cannot wait to hold ya
Pin you down and stroke ya
Beat that pussy up and stretch it like it's yoga
LB in the kitchen bowl, cheffing up some yola
Grab you in that foreign but I'm trappin' out a Skoda
Got a big bankroll
Pray I never go broke
So brown, so cold
My woes, my woe
I whip one, make three
Get a coach, Dundee
All my pockets on swole
Hood nigga, tank on E
Yeah, pray I make it through the drought
Pray the team make it out, oh, oh
I was 8 years old, niggas put bullets through my house, oh, oh
Sellin' drugs from a kid, ain't no other life that I'm about, no, no
Took the cats 6 lives, heard they gotta put it in their mouth, oh, oh
I pray that I make it to Forbes list, told LB, "Don't worry, I'm going"
Look at my darling, she gorgeous, gorgeous
All in, Russian nine in that foreign
My cup is empty, I'm pouring, pouring
Yeah
Got a big bankroll
Pray I never go broke
So brown, so cold
My woes, my woe
I whip one, make three
Get a coach, Dundee
All my pockets on swole
Hood nigga, tank on E
Got a big bankroll
So brown, so cold
My woes, my woe
I whip one, make three
All my pockets on swole
Hood nigga tank gon' eat
Got a big bankroll
Pray I never go broke
So brown, so cold
My woes, my woe
I whip one, make three
Get a coach, Dundee
All my pockets on swole
Hood nigga, tank on E
Writer: Adam Williams, Ricky Banton
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Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.