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Bankroll Brad
Bankroll Brad
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Bankroll Brad
Bankroll Brad
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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
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