D. Rich - Behind the Fence lyrics

[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 [?] [?] 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]