Bankroll Fresh – Danny Devito lyrics

[Intro: Bankroll Fresh] Oh my god Oh my god Oh my fucking God [Verse 1: Bankroll Fresh] ATL ball Life Might come through a stop light New Banshee, Blue Raptor New Honda on Candler Got fifty racks on me fuck it lets gamble Boss up on these bitches I'm raising my standards Throwback barry sanders Duce Duce with da hammer Be true to your answer Kidnap you for ransom I want da Beamer coupe G sell a bean or two Bring me two ninas through Might throw a barbecue Gucci on Gucci Two G's on the goggles I came from the bottom Push start on the auto Bankroll da largest Book me at The Garden That's way in New York Nigga Brooklyn to Harlem Harlem globe trotter Trick off witcha partner Yo bitch is a shopper She scared of the doctor Chew through the city in a helicopter I'm smoking this shit up, a hippie a rasta I'll fuck your bitch scratched her off of my roster Off of my roster I'll stretch her no problem Shirt Valentino, I'm bigger than Nino All black El Camino Im kicking that Lingo Too many C Notes I'm serving Gambino Im serving y'all mean though so run through your C notes Tuck your shit in when we come in like Debo You niggas here acting like Danny Devito Explain Request ×

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