Lil BW 666 - OPRAH’S BANK lyrics

(EarlOnTheBeat)

I ain't mad at 'em, baby
If I seen't you out
Me too would be up on you crazy
Diamond in the rough
You look as good as Oprah's bank account
I just wanna take you out
Fuck you in your mama house
Overseas, I fly you out
Is it trickin' if she really love
Me? Let's just find it out
Baby, what's up with your mouth?
City girl straight from the South

King of Ypsi, you know there's no stoppin'
She from Indiana
But she grind like Hannah Montana
Bro got it tucked, it's a hammer
He a rat, tryna' pull out the camera
I heard he was wearin' a wire
We gotta smoke him in fire
Time and time again, you tell me to go
You wanna go up the road, ride in the Royce
You know you wanna come on stage at the show
So I don't know what you were told
But I ain't mad at you, baby

If I seen't you out
Me too would be up on you crazy
Diamond in the rough
You look as good as Oprah's bank account
I just wanna take you out
Fuck you in your mama house
Overseas, I fly you out
Is it trickin' if she really love
Me? Let's just find it out
Baby, what's up with your mouth?
City girl straight from the South

I just wanna take you out
You look as good as Oprah's bank account
I just wanna take you out
You look as good as Oprah's bank account
I just wanna take you out
You look as good as Oprah's bank account
I ain't mad at 'em, baby