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bank roll - kid caprio lyrics

(verse 1)
oh sh*t son
i just hit my sixth one
running isaiah
f*cking b*tches like a piston
b*tches trynna cuff em but you know vision
and i got that liquor that be f*cking up your system
lets gets them
a whole lot sick it could contagious
my whole squad
sl!ck ain’t sh*t
that could stop the rage
it’s the flows god
became big and we in the majors
the hoes nod
the fame did it
my crib is sp*cious
i be
trying to find a lane
that bugatti behind me but flying inside a plane
like a saudi
that shotty is right on me
and i be spraying
like i’m bobby
i’ll body anybody
god i’m insane
and i been trained
so i’ll explain
i been dangerous for a minute
get your brain alit with flame
and then rain on a chain or pendant
ain’t infinite
but i’m winning and grinning
this is sh*t is icy
lennon to these women
these b*tches be getting pricey
spinning of the gin
and my venom is way colder than
any one of you b*tches that probably still fold again
running off on them snitches
them b*tches they’ll just hold it in
i push them off of bridges
them stitches thats in my shoulder man
i solder them
to get more clips
finna reload again
opening the ending
pretending i’m in that mode and then i’m holding him
totems are golden
i’m still promoting and
exploding and toting
this odin flow that i been coated in
(chorus)
stacking a mountain
i trade the fountain
for the watch
i’m the captain of counting
and they was doubting i was bosh
now i’m scouting and spouting
i heard they pouting on the low
but they can’t live without him
forever shouting bout a 4
and if we can’t go
it’s probably east
moe tripping
and the beats stay cold
and at the least
the flow kicking
figure we stay gold
i figure we stay gold
we can’t fold
i’m on the deep bank roll

(verse 2)
b*tch i be talking
they just forget what it did and it cost him
flipping a brick and i give it to boston
snipping a pic and i’m kicking it koston
picking a possom
imma be k!lling these rappers
and that’s just what happens you cross him
imma be flossing
drop the mercedes at fadi’s
them ladies just say that its awesome
b*tch it’s exhausting
b*tch it be whack
i’m with my dogs
been giving it back
go randy moss and live in the pack
already lost i sit with a strap
they just be all my d*ck
cause i’m lit and i get and equip
all the sh*t that they lack
i didn’t ask for the grip
but i get when i spit as a crip
it’d be fit to react
i don’t need that
i only rap
then i make beats
i don’t need nap
run in these cleats
got a ton of receipts
and i wanna 3 piece
and i’m gonna eat fat
still running repeats and i’m under these sheets
and i’m hunting cd’s
cause i wanna g plaque
but i gotta be beast
i don’t wanna eat cheese
don’t follow me please
i just wanna be cap
i just wanna be me
but i really can’t though
so i probably get geeked
when i’m in the range ro
hoe get skeet when i’m finna say so
and the dough gets deep when i spend a peso
and the hoe kiss me never on the face though
and the flow gets seen when in the biscayne
since sixteen i was in the disdain
everyone against me and this sh*t is insane
whip a ten speed so i’m finna wrist blang
and chain and plain
i came take your hoe
trynna get a b*tch so thick
that the rick gon rip no drip may paint it though
but i’m trynna get lit
trynna get a crib
with a whip with a stick
then drain it slow
but i’m getting at the limit
even then i spit a minute
i’m pretending
got them b*tches on retainer so
i ain’t as low
i’m paid as hov
trynna get a quote for them gators bro
imma get a boat with the faders hoe
imma be the goat so they rate us though
i’m great as cole
stay late as ye
sh*t can’t control what haters say
but i’m trynna get a patek
even then i’m the with the static
automatic
imma addict
i made it sway
(chorus)
stacking a mountain
i trade the fountain
for the wa*a*a
i’m the captain of counting
and they was doubting i was bo*o*o
now i’m scouting and spouting
i heard they pouting on the low
but they can’t live without him
forever shouting bout a
and if we can’t go
it’s probably east
moe tripping
and the beats stay cold
and at the least
the flow kicking
figure we stay gold
i figure we stay gold
we can’t fold
i’m on the deep bank ro*ro*roll

stacking a mountain
i trade the fountain
for the watch
i’m the captain of counting
and they was doubting i was bosh
now i’m scouting and spouting
i heard they pouting on the low
but they can’t live without him
forever shouting bout a 4
and if we can’t go
it’s probably east
moe tripping
and the beats stay cold
and at the least
the flow kicking
figure we stay gold
i figure we stay gold
we can’t fold
i’m on the deep bank roll
(bridge)
yeah hoe
yeah hoe

f*ck the club up
f*ck the club up
b*tch
f*ck the club up
f*ck the club up

f*ck the club up
f*ck the club up
f*ck the club up
f*ck the club up

(outro)
can’t believe i made it
my first time getting money
where is my money
it’s right here
right there
y’all can’t see me
we getting rich

- kid caprio lyrics

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