Credits
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Bankroll Brad
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Bankroll Brad
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Nuitt
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Lyrics
I know it's wrong, but I'm just tryna get right
Credit loans and them phones feed my appetite
I was in my cell, talkin' to myself all night
On go all the time, I'm ready for a fight
These niggas broke, don't believe the hype
She a bad bitch, she just not my type
Still remember when I hit my first swipe
That's when I fell in love with the fraud life
Fraud life's sweet, but it got ups and downs
One day you're broke, next day you got large amounts
This lil' nigga give me the pin to his bank account
Drop a check, let it sit, then I take it out
Make a lot of money, but it ain't never enough
Scam scam scam so many phones, I could go fill up a truck
Just copped a fresh pro online, I'm bout to test my luck
Niggas sayin' move it hot, I don't give a fuck
Lot of dirty money, now I gotta face the repercussions
Sitting in interrogation rooms they askin' a lot of questions
But I can't go for nothin', RBC my best friend
Momma say I need a reverend
But I'm already in heaven
I know it's wrong, but I'm just tryna get right
Credit loans and them phones feed my appetite
I was in my cell, talkin' to myself all night
On the go all the time, I'm ready for a fight
These niggas broke, don't believe the hype
She a bad bitch, she just not my type
Still remember when I hit my first swipe
That's when I fell in love with the fraud life
If I could go back in time, I'd do it again twice
Even though I got caught, it's what comes with the life
I can't smoke no ital I need that grabba spice
Just tryna live right, fuck being nice
Idols turn to rivals, they want my sauce now
Used to look up to older heads, I'm the boss now
They see my money, then they ask how
All I do is cash out, I'm a cash cow
All this designer on me look like a model
I could make her lie her hand on the Bible
I know it's wrong, but I gotta get it
Borrowell, credit karma, might read your credit
I know it's wrong, but I'm just tryna get right
Credit loans and them phones feed my appetite
I was in my cell, talkin' to myself all night
On go all the time, I'm ready for a fight
These niggas broke, don't believe the hype
She a bad bitch, she just not my type
Still remember when I hit my first swipe
That's when I fell in love with the fraud life
Writer(s): Bankroll Brad
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