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eric d. - bankroll lyrics

[intro]
chea
uh
it’s ericd b-tch
cheeea
chea chea

[chorus]
cross my heart and hope to die
whip the pot and make it cry
spark this blunt and hope i fly
see the demons in my eye
it’s a snake up on my gucci it’s chinchilla on my b-tch
i’m a lion, i’m a dog, i’m a gorilla in this b-tch
whipped a quarter, whipped a half, and whipped a key up in this b-tch
automatic i don’t need a key up in this b-tch
i’m street money think i’m bankroll
sellin’ pure white to some anglos

[verse]
you know how the game go
if you ain’t tryna die then why you typin’ out my name for
i got shooters f-ck a internet
b-tch it’s otg we f-ckin’ harder than that sh-t you rep
i got workers on the whole block
had too many bodies on my old glock
you can have her that’s my old b-tch
ericd i’m harder than your whole clique
i can show you how to make a o flip
i can show you how to make the dope lock
yellow gold around my whole wrist
i’m 3 hunna think i’m o block
gucci sosa makaveli ericd hoe
my dope think it’s ’85 it’s jumpin’ from the free throw
i got a ak through the peephole
and i’m down to die for my people
i’m down to ride for the whole gang
serve you everythang from a grammy to a whole thang
it’s ericd i think i’m akhenaten b-tch it’s on and poppin f-cked ya b-tch on some egyptian cotton

[outro]
uh
it’s ericd b-tch
rip to bankroll fresh
rip to all the fallen trappers worldwide
chea
f-ck 12
f-ck the judge
f-ck a po and a co
sellin’ pure white to some anglos
sellin’ pure white to some anglos
n-gga you know how the game go
i’m street money think i’m bankroll

- eric d lyrics

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