Lyrics

Yeah (Bankroll Got It) Big deals, big wheels Come with me if you're looking for a quick thrill Fishtail, hanging out the windshield Clit trail, tell your bitch chill Big deals, big wheels Come with me you looking for a quick thrill I've been lowkey like locksmith But I know you love it when I pop shit Fishtail the Chevy out the lot quick Watch the side turn into a rocket Been ill way before the big deal Back when we was living off fillet and fish meals Young nigga came up, hit the windmill See you playing, at your heart, I'm a win still Filling up my blunt, whip a contract Knock a nigga out like Deontay Hot sauce dripping on the pencil Thirty bands coming through, my win mode Big deals, big wheels Come with me if you're looking for a quick thrill Fishtail, hanging out the windshield Clit trail, tell your bitch chill Big deals, big wheels Come with me if you're looking for a quick thrill Fightin' with the blunt and shit hittin' still Shawty on a pill, she ain't sitting still Say you do it bid, that shit miniscule Money's all I talk, check the dentist bill Tell a nigga, leave me alone So fake, nigga, you can't even be you at home Had a good year but we didn't see you for long Lil' light skin nigga came to even the tone, okay I've been tryna keep it down, whole lotta loud Rocking that new season, now you out of style Ball hard, might just push you out of bounds Talk behind my back but never back-talk when I'm around Big deals, big wheels Come with me if you're looking for a quick thrill Fishtail, hanging out the windshield Clit trail, tell your bitch chill Big deals, big wheels Come with me if you're looking for a quick thrill
Writer(s): Brian Collins, Joel Banks, Matthew Banks Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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