Bankroll Freddie
Pop Yo Shit (Remix)
[Verse 1: GoldenBoy CountUp]
My diamonds shinging, cause a n***a been grinding
I'm still in the trap, [?] n***a can't find me
[?] fuck no, I ain't signing
[?] n***as behind me
Pass me the fork, and Imma cook that crack
Imma fuck her like a dog, and Imma send that bitch back
I ain't playing with these n***as, I'm playing with them racks
[?]
Fuck these n***as, I ain't showing no love
Fuck these n***as, I ain't fronting no drugs
[?] give a n***a shit, better cop these [?]
[?] argue with a n***a that ain't worth no [?]
I'm on some shit, sell a hundred in a day
[?] 200 on a [?]
I'm in the [?] no [?]
Fuck n***a can't tell me shit 'bout [?]
[?] my hood [?] young n***as [?]
I'm in the [?] where them n***as be jacked
Blood pulled up [?] shit wasn't [?]
N***a, you ain't never put a hundred in a Mac
Fuck that ho, n***a, I love my brother
N***a was cold, we ain't have no cover
Somebody dead over thеre, I see [?]
N***a that's normal shit, this the gudder
N***a, Imma flood this shit
Hit it from thе back, Imma [?] this bitch
[?] flood my wrist
No shoestring [?] my [?]
[?] them bricks
Fucking on her and her friend, I'm lit
[?] shit gon' hit
Hundred bands call on the re-up
It ain't just me, n***a, we up
Cooking up dope [?]
Everyday a n***a put G's up
Golden, why these n***as tryna [?] your swag?
Fuck on his bitch, now the lil n***a mad
Go [?] n***a, I ben in that bag
I do the dash when I jump in the Jag
[?] my shit mo cheeper
Fuck this rap, this shit mo deeper
I done got rich, so shit mo creeper
Golden in the trap, and [?] beeper
N***a, I just put a hundred racks on the table
I just plugged another n***a in like cable
Golden, what you need? 500 [?]
[?] need that shit, I got paper
[?] I got racks
I re-up, and go snatch it back
3 M's a month, my streaming stat
I'm independent, no strings atatched
Damn, Golden gon' pop his shit
N***a look crazy, Imma pop this bitch
Golden [?] can't stop this shit
Rap [?] Imma cop this brick
[Verse 2: Bankroll Freddie]
Bankroll!
Big Bankroll, Imma I'm a big shit popper
Trap still jumping, come [?]
Trap still jumping, come get these boles
[?] profit, spend it on clothes
200 bands, this shit ain't shit
I done spent a whole M on [?]
I just spent a hundred bands on choppers
I drop a bag [?]
N***a been know [?]
Don't look wrong way, we kill your ass
Track [?] pull up real fast
Blow your ass, we don't need no [?]
I'm in the O in the kitchen with [?]
[?] fuck with my [?]
Dope boy, Imma [?]
Think I'm a rapper, you gon' end up missing
Think I'm a rapper, gon' end up dead
[?] your head
I'm layed back with a freak in the bed
I'm layed back in the [?] getting head
Money and power my only [?]
Poppin our shit, it's Bankroll and Chicken
Trapping for real, come get you a brick
Don't call my phone unless you [?]