lirik lagu bankroll freddie - issue
[intro]
who made this beat?
twysted g*nius, baby
[chorus]
you n-ggas want it, you gon’ get your issue (who want it?)
a lot of blood, a lot of cryin’, get that boy some tissue (bah, bah, bah, bah)
i’m hollerin’ any n-gga want it, they can get they issue (who want it?)
your mama cryin’ out her eyes, holdin’ up them pictures (not my baby)
i swear to god that it ain’t nothin’, i can get up with you (hey, it ain’t nothin’)
i be somewhere up out of town when them k!llers hit you (who’s on his head?)
i’m hollerin’ any n-gga want it, they can get they issue (who want it?)
a lot of blood, a lot of cryin’, get that boy some tissue (bah, bah)
[verse 1]
i’m hearin’ around up in my city n-gga want some smoke
blow that smoke up in his face, you know that boy gon’ choke
before you dive up in that water, i hope you can float
my k!llers move in silence, n-gga, they’ll slice your throat
they want bankroll to blow, they really tryna test my gangster
but like a disrespectful child, n-gga, i’ma spank you
i put a bag up on your head, i’ll hire your friend to stank you
my n-ggas sn-tchin’ souls, n-gga, they’ll leave you brainless
that money root of all evil, richard porter you
i want his head up on a platter, i’ll order you
don’t try to play me like a p-ssy ’cause i’m trained to shoot, i’m trained to shoot
i’ll knock your dreads off your head and turn it to a taper, fool
[chorus]
you n-ggas want it, you gon’ get your issue (who want it?)
a lot of blood, a lot of cryin’, get that boy some tissue (bah, bah, bah, bah)
i’m hollerin’ any n-gga want it, they can get they issue (who want it?)
your mama cryin’ out her eyes, holdin’ up them pictures (not my baby)
i swear to god that it ain’t nothin’, i can get up with you (hey, it ain’t nothin’)
i be somewhere up out of town when them k!llers hit you (who’s on his head?)
i’m hollerin’ any n-gga want it, they can get they issue (who want it?)
a lot of blood, a lot of cryin’, get that boy some tissue (bah, bah)
[verse 2]
glock 9, smith wesson
kel-tec, zip that
ar, hit that
ak, flip that
and i ain’t scared to take one
broad day, i face one
csi, case one
like a pelle, lace ’em (lay ’em)
who want it? who want it? (who want it?)
all my young n-ggas gunnin’ (gunnin’)
all my og’s comin’ (huh?)
swear to god we ain’t runnin’ (nah)
and i been rappin’ ’bout the drip, huh
let me talk about this clip
ar hold sixty, big d-ck and got curves like some hips
i can get a n-gga flipped, huh
i can get a n-gga zipped
i ain’t gotta pay sh-t, lil j still down for a hit (what up, j?)
n-gga better not play (nah)
swear to god you gon’ lay (you gon’ lay)
put a bag on a n-gga head
get him gone by today
[chorus]
you n-ggas want it, you gon’ get your issue (who want it?)
a lot of blood, a lot of cryin’, get that boy some tissue (bah, bah, bah, bah)
i’m hollerin’ any n-gga want it, they can get they issue (who want it?)
your mama cryin’ out her eyes, holdin’ up them pictures (not my baby)
i swear to god that it ain’t nothin’, i can get up with you (hey, it ain’t nothin’)
i be somewhere up out of town when them k!llers hit you (who’s on his head?)
i’m hollerin’ any n-gga want it, they can get they issue (who want it?)
a lot of blood, a lot of cryin’, get that boy some tissue (bah, bah)
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