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bankroll - juice wrld lyrics

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[intro]
uh*huh (hit*boy)
uh, let’s do it

[chorus]
all talk, uh
b*tch, you’re all talk, uh
n*gga, you’re all talk, uh
b*tch, you’re all talk, ayy, ayy, ayy
all talk, uh
b*tch, you’re all talk, uh
n*gga, you’re all talk, uh
b*tch, you’re all talk, yeah

[verse 1]
temper gun
30 clip, load it up, make ’em run, b*tch
evil kid, triple*nine, f*ck a nun, just for fun, b*tch
that ho use my kids and some f*ckin’ fun, d*mn
i’m a magician, i make her panties drop, drop, drop
lil’ bro got the glock, he pull up on your block
shoot your in your face, he did that sh*t a lot
huh, live like gta, no card, oh my god
n*gga, what? when i was broke, i used to rob for some robin’s
what the f*ck? now i’m rich, give a f*ck ’bout a l!ck, uh*huh, uh*huh
i still see walkin’ l!cks, it’s hard for me to not give in, uh
i’m a dog, n*ggas fleas on my f*ckin’ skin, uh
i’m a dog so if i like her, i’m gon’ f*ck her friends, uh
don’t do subliminals, keep it at minimal
b*tch, i’m a motherf*ckin’ criminal
got your b*tch up in here eatin’ me up like some cereal
shoot a move with a cinema

[chorus]
all talk, uh
b*tch, you’re all talk, uh
n*gga, you’re all talk, uh
b*tch, you’re all talk, ayy, ayy, ayy
all talk, uh
b*tch, you’re all talk, uh
n*gga, you’re all talk, uh
b*tch, you’re all talk, yeah

[verse 2]
weight up on my shoulders feel just like a boulder, get it goin’
shawty want my boulder, shawty on my scr*t*m, what she on?
better check my quota, got to pay for this d*ck though
tried to set me up, her n*gga the opps, i say that sh*t smoke
then i make him croak (make him croak)
she hop on me like a frog, thought she was finna croak (don’t croak, don’t croak)
gave her some of this love, take this d*ck no joke (no joke, no joke)
told her “don’t take it to the heart,” told her to act it like she a boss
and my d*ck her cuban cigar, puff, choke, choke, choke
i aim to get that cash like i’m puff, woah, woah, woah
the cops stay on my ass, i got to lay low (lay low, lay low)
count the bankroll, i’ll be back bro
keep it a dank roll, knowin’ the gang
i’ll pull up and tank toe

[chorus]
all talk, uh
b*tch, you’re all talk, uh
n*gga, you’re all talk, uh
b*tch, you’re all talk, ayy, ayy, ayy
all talk, uh
b*tch, you’re all talk, uh
n*gga, you’re all talk, uh
b*tch, you’re all talk, yeah
all talk, uh
b*tch, you’re all talk, uh
n*gga, you’re all talk, uh
b*tch, you’re all talk, ayy, ayy, ayy
all talk, uh
b*tch, you’re all talk, uh
n*gga, you’re all talk, uh
b*tch, you’re all talk, yeah (yeah)

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