Juice WRLD - Bankroll (All Talk) lyrics
Juice WRLD [Jarad Anthony Higgins] Chicago, Illinois, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Juice WRLD - Bankroll All Talk lyrics]
G ry got me uh huh (Hit-Boy)
Uh, let's do it
All talk, uh
Bitch, you're all talk, uh (What)
Nigga, you're all talk, uh (What)
Bitch, you're all talk, ayy, ayy, ayy
All talk, uh (What)
Bitch, you're all talk, uh (Come on)
Nigga, you're all talk, uh (Come on)
Bitch, you're all talk, yeah
Temper gun, huh (Temper gun)
30 clip, load it up, make 'em run
(Make 'em run)
Evil kid, triple-nine, fuck a nun
Bitch, just for fun, bitch
That ho use my kids as some fuckin' fun dip
(Fuckin' fun) 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 shit a lot
Huh, live like GTA, no COD, oh my God
Nigga, what? When I was broke
I used to rob for some Robin's
What the fuck? Now I'm rich, give a
Fuck about a lick, uh huh, uh huh
I still see walkin' licks, it's hard
For me to not give in, uh
I'm a dog, niggas fleas on my fuckin' skin
Uh i'm a dog so if I like
Her, I'm gon' fuck her friends, uh
Don't do Subliminals, keep it at minimal
Bitch, I'm a motherfuckin' criminal
Got your bitch up in here eatin'
Me up like some cereal
Shoot a movie with her, cinema, uh
All talk, uh
Bitch, you're all talk, uh (What)
Nigga, you're all talk, uh (What)
Bitch, you're all talk, ayy, ayy, ayy
All talk, uh (What)
Bitch, you're all talk, uh (Come on)
Nigga, you're all talk, uh (Come on)
Bitch, you're all talk, yeah
Weight up on my shoulders feel
Just like a boulder, get it goin'
Shorty want my boulder, shorty on my scrotum
What she on? She better check my quota
Got to pay for this dick though
She tried to set me up, her nigga the opps
I say that shit 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 dick 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 dick 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, RIP bankroll
Keep it a dank roll, No Limit Gang
I'll pull up and tank toe
All talk, uh (Let's do it)
Bitch, you're all talk, uh (Uh huh, uh huh)
Nigga, you're all talk, uh (Uh huh, uh huh)
Bitch, you're all talk, ayy, ayy, ayy
(Uh huh, uh huh)
All talk, uh (Uh huh, uh huh)
Bitch, you're all talk, uh (Uh huh, uh huh)
Nigga, you're all talk, uh (Come on)
Bitch, you're all talk, yeah (Come on)
All talk, uh (Uh huh, uh huh)
Bitch, you're all talk, uh (Uh huh, uh huh)
Nigga, you're all talk, uh (Uh huh, uh huh)
Bitch, you're all talk, ayy, ayy, ayy
All talk, uh (Uh huh, uh huh)
Bitch, you're all talk, uh (Uh huh, uh huh)
Nigga, you're all talk, uh (Come on)
Bitch, you're all talk, yeah (Come on)
Uh, let's do it
All talk, uh
Bitch, you're all talk, uh (What)
Nigga, you're all talk, uh (What)
Bitch, you're all talk, ayy, ayy, ayy
All talk, uh (What)
Bitch, you're all talk, uh (Come on)
Nigga, you're all talk, uh (Come on)
Bitch, you're all talk, yeah
Temper gun, huh (Temper gun)
30 clip, load it up, make 'em run
(Make 'em run)
Evil kid, triple-nine, fuck a nun
Bitch, just for fun, bitch
That ho use my kids as some fuckin' fun dip
(Fuckin' fun) 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 shit a lot
Huh, live like GTA, no COD, oh my God
Nigga, what? When I was broke
I used to rob for some Robin's
What the fuck? Now I'm rich, give a
Fuck about a lick, uh huh, uh huh
I still see walkin' licks, it's hard
For me to not give in, uh
I'm a dog, niggas fleas on my fuckin' skin
Uh i'm a dog so if I like
Her, I'm gon' fuck her friends, uh
Don't do Subliminals, keep it at minimal
Bitch, I'm a motherfuckin' criminal
Got your bitch up in here eatin'
Me up like some cereal
Shoot a movie with her, cinema, uh
All talk, uh
Bitch, you're all talk, uh (What)
Nigga, you're all talk, uh (What)
Bitch, you're all talk, ayy, ayy, ayy
All talk, uh (What)
Bitch, you're all talk, uh (Come on)
Nigga, you're all talk, uh (Come on)
Bitch, you're all talk, yeah
Weight up on my shoulders feel
Just like a boulder, get it goin'
Shorty want my boulder, shorty on my scrotum
What she on? She better check my quota
Got to pay for this dick though
She tried to set me up, her nigga the opps
I say that shit 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 dick 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 dick 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, RIP bankroll
Keep it a dank roll, No Limit Gang
I'll pull up and tank toe
All talk, uh (Let's do it)
Bitch, you're all talk, uh (Uh huh, uh huh)
Nigga, you're all talk, uh (Uh huh, uh huh)
Bitch, you're all talk, ayy, ayy, ayy
(Uh huh, uh huh)
All talk, uh (Uh huh, uh huh)
Bitch, you're all talk, uh (Uh huh, uh huh)
Nigga, you're all talk, uh (Come on)
Bitch, you're all talk, yeah (Come on)
All talk, uh (Uh huh, uh huh)
Bitch, you're all talk, uh (Uh huh, uh huh)
Nigga, you're all talk, uh (Uh huh, uh huh)
Bitch, you're all talk, ayy, ayy, ayy
All talk, uh (Uh huh, uh huh)
Bitch, you're all talk, uh (Uh huh, uh huh)
Nigga, you're all talk, uh (Come on)
Bitch, you're all talk, yeah (Come on)