Migos Lyrics

Bankroll Lyrics

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