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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brokeasf
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robby Leob Cohen
Songwriter
Joel Banks
Songwriter
Taylor Banks
Songwriter
Diego Avendano
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bankroll Got It
Producer
Diego Avendano
Producer
歌詞
Fuck Trump fuck all that fuck all those uhh Biden
Big Boy Pow for President
Bitch, (B-B-Bankroll Got It), Bitch
Big Pow for President he a jit, but that bit still intelligent (Boom)
Got a stick on my hip I ain't selling' it
She let me fuck hoe I thought you were sellin' it (Bitch)
When they let me in the fucked up (Fuck), when they let me win they fucked up, who we come back again they fucked up
Dissin' and shit guaranteed you get touched up (Grrrr)
Rag to Richies, Bags, and Bitchies, (Bag) Cash, and Blickys
Goofy ass bitch got flipped and passed to fifties
Bitch I just be livin', she wanna see how we livin', trust you for what but these bitchies be snitching, killl you for what but these **** be bitchies
Wipe that bitch nose, and we leavin' them shittin'
They wanna beef bout' another ****, boy you a whole bitch (Bitch)
On the block where his soul sick (Soul Sick), he got his whole hit talking bout oh shit
Bitch give me my props, Im putting in work with that stick on the block ( Stick, Stick)
Head on the opps he spoke on my daddy we getting his pops, bitch we gettin' the drop, play bitch Im gettin' them spot wanna act like you rich but I know that you not, if I'm quittin' this shit bitch im wipin' the pot
Put me in the White House
Me and my ****, me and my brother ain't had no money, but we had each other, boy you is a bitch ain't go through no struggles, boy don't play with that sack better make that shit double
Gotta double up (Grrr), gotta muscle up ( gotta muscle up) get that sack ( get that sack right) make em act (make em act right)
My brother my brother (brother my brother) Brother my brother (Brother my brother) **** I love you (**** I love you)
Bankroll Got It
Big Pow for President he a jit, but that bit still intelligent (Boom)
Got a stick on my hip I ain't selling' it
She let me fuck hoe I thought you were sellin' it (Bitch)
When they let me in the fucked up (Fuck), when they let me win they fucked up, who we come back again they fucked up
Dissin' and shit guaranteed you get touched up (Grrrr)
Rag to Richies, Bags, and Bitchies, (Bag) Cash, and Blickys
Goofy ass bitch got flipped and passed to fifties
Bitch I just be livin', she wanna see how we livin', trust you for what but these bitchies be snitching, killl you for what but these **** be bitchies
Wipe that bitch nose, and we leavin' them shittin'
Written by: Diego Avendano, Joel Banks, Robby Leob Cohen, Taylor Banks
