Wiz Khalifa, Courtney Noelle - Bankroll lyrics
Wiz Khalifa [Cameron Jibril Thomaz] Minot, North Dakota/Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Wiz Khalifa, Courtney Noelle - Bankroll lyrics]
Blowin' on this ray
Spitting game to these hoes
Money ain't a thing cause I got paper to blow
I'm heavy in the game it ain't
A thing to a pro
Baby I'm a star and you already know
That I'm getting bankroll
(yeah) See me I was cheifin'
On my reefer getting blowed
In my home alone that's when
Sledgren hit my phone
He said Wizzle what you doing
I said we should hit the club
I could swing through and grab Motor
Cuh you just hit Lonnie up
Then I jumped in the shower
Took me bout an hour
Smoked a blunt of ray and
Put on my star power
All black Chuck Tays, some Armani frames
15 carats in my chain bitch
I'm heavy in the game
In my truck I'm switching lanes
Feel that beat off in my trunk
I'm smokin' Mary Wayne
I speed off to the hood and we gone
Roll about 10 blunts 'fore I'm ready
I'm spending all this cash up tonite
If you let me
I tap my horn once, I tap again
This nigga must not hear me
I 'ooowop' he let me in
I meet up with my mens
Then dip out to the spot
The whole Khalifa gang
10 cars deep off in the lot
You be off in the front
We creepin' thru the back
And we gon' blow some stacks
Them hoes ain't know how to act
No ID i'm underage but far from underpaid
I'm fresh to death
Stay fly until I'm sleep off in a grave
You got them hoes you fuck with
Groupies that I used to know
Say you gettin' money man
Now money's what I choose to blow
Finna pop some bottles, scream I'm through
Came to shut the club down
So make some room, I'm
Now we in the club
Hear the DJ scream my name
He shout out Heavy Hustle cause
The DJ know my gang
I'm standin' on the couch in
VIP i swing my chain the DJ play my song
I throw my cheese and go insane
And I got what they need
They come and shake it for a boss
These hoes just out here choosin' homie
Take it as a lost
Sweat comin' out my pores this
Patron got me heated
Security know what it is with me
I'm gettin' weeded
The hoes say I'm conceited niggas
Say I'm a fool my chain is fuckin' freezey
This shit is kinda cool
And I'm the kind of dude to walk behind
Your boo, tell her fuck ya man
I'm the man what you tryna' do
Spitting game to these hoes
Money ain't a thing cause I got paper to blow
I'm heavy in the game it ain't
A thing to a pro
Baby I'm a star and you already know
That I'm getting bankroll
(yeah) See me I was cheifin'
On my reefer getting blowed
In my home alone that's when
Sledgren hit my phone
He said Wizzle what you doing
I said we should hit the club
I could swing through and grab Motor
Cuh you just hit Lonnie up
Then I jumped in the shower
Took me bout an hour
Smoked a blunt of ray and
Put on my star power
All black Chuck Tays, some Armani frames
15 carats in my chain bitch
I'm heavy in the game
In my truck I'm switching lanes
Feel that beat off in my trunk
I'm smokin' Mary Wayne
I speed off to the hood and we gone
Roll about 10 blunts 'fore I'm ready
I'm spending all this cash up tonite
If you let me
I tap my horn once, I tap again
This nigga must not hear me
I 'ooowop' he let me in
I meet up with my mens
Then dip out to the spot
The whole Khalifa gang
10 cars deep off in the lot
You be off in the front
We creepin' thru the back
And we gon' blow some stacks
Them hoes ain't know how to act
No ID i'm underage but far from underpaid
I'm fresh to death
Stay fly until I'm sleep off in a grave
You got them hoes you fuck with
Groupies that I used to know
Say you gettin' money man
Now money's what I choose to blow
Finna pop some bottles, scream I'm through
Came to shut the club down
So make some room, I'm
Now we in the club
Hear the DJ scream my name
He shout out Heavy Hustle cause
The DJ know my gang
I'm standin' on the couch in
VIP i swing my chain the DJ play my song
I throw my cheese and go insane
And I got what they need
They come and shake it for a boss
These hoes just out here choosin' homie
Take it as a lost
Sweat comin' out my pores this
Patron got me heated
Security know what it is with me
I'm gettin' weeded
The hoes say I'm conceited niggas
Say I'm a fool my chain is fuckin' freezey
This shit is kinda cool
And I'm the kind of dude to walk behind
Your boo, tell her fuck ya man
I'm the man what you tryna' do