[Intro: Bankroll Fresh]
See where I'm from, this sh** 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 n***as represent
Real trap n***a drop it then mix
Do it for my trap n***as, f** a b**h (f** that b**h!)
Bounce yo a** shawty, do a split
All the trap n***as juggin off the splits
All the trap n***as juggin off the bricks
Real trap n***a playing off the sticks
[Verse 1: Bankroll Fresh]
I'm running through this sh**, I'm talking marathon
n***a 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 motherf**er, Looking like it
n***a I'm ballin like the 93 tyson (2x)
Dope boy swag, Dope man pockets
Yamaha sport biker (Switch it up!)
Iont want her n***a, 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 f**ing thug boys
In here looking like a real mob
Pull up on yo a**, f** boy
[Chorus]
[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 n***a, Come and buy a whole
When you on your way, better watch for State patrol
Camera on the spot and [?] gold
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Now I use the microwave to k** the stove
n***a pay me what you owe
n***a come in here with mo'
Have the correct amount n***a
Yo p**y a** better count quicker
Trapper use the vacuum sealer
Ain't no n***as in the middle
Thumb through the money counter
Rubber bands wrapped around it
[Chorus]
[End]