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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bankroll Mafia
Performer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Isaac Flame
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Let the yopper rain down if you stop my pay
The Glock I spray, put 'em in the box, I say
100k, get it out my safe
If you ain't talkin' money, boy, get out my face, hey
I'ma pull up in the Porsche with a ho in that bitch
The Cayenne baby, gotta go foreign, that bitch
I swear, I'm gon' beat my juug, I'ma burn out the lot
You gettin' drug money, yeah we promotin' that shit
[Verse 2]
From my Porsche, we swayin' and now we in shit
Now I pull out and drive past on them bitches
I talk to Roscoe every day like he ain't missin'
You ain't missin' shit, they droppin' shit in the trenches
I just dropped in the flame, and fucked up some Benjis
Money comin' and goin', you in that Bimmy
I got some hoes and they supported drinkin' chilly
Fuck, I'm with some dudes on the scene in the Rolls Rizzy
[Verse 3]
Let the yopper rain down if you stop my pay
The Glock I spray, put 'em in the box, I say
100k, get it out my safe
If you ain't talkin' money, boy, get out my face, hey
I'ma pull up in the Porsche with a ho in that bitch
The Cayenne baby, gotta go foreign, that bitch
I swear, I'm gon' beat my juug, I'ma burn out the lot
You gettin' drug money, yeah we promotin' that shit
[Verse 4]
I gotta top off, it ain't for rent
Fuck a tongue bitch, I'm not a lick
Jump, jump up on that baby, ribbit
No frog, but I came up out the motherfuckin' trenches
Dig it? Pimp her ride like Xzibit did it
Dig it? I'm in Japan like a fuckin' skillet
Do you dig it? She actin' tough, but I don’t know she with it
Dig it, dig it, she bought a cat, I bought a jag kitty
I'm showin' love up in Magic City
Boy, you a dub, I ain't talkin' twenties
You didn't show no love, you were never with it
Rainin' bullets on your cuz, man, I hope he with it
Cause he gon' get it, oh yeah, yeah, yeah, he gon' get it
I'm that boy, yeah, yeah, but I'm not kiddin'
I asked her do she got a passport, she said if she didn't
I would purchase it, so what'd I ask for?
[Verse 5]
Let the yopper rain down if you stop my pay
The Glock I spray, put 'em in the box, I say
100k, get it out my safe
If you ain't talkin' money, boy, get out my face, hey
I'ma pull up in the Porsche with a ho in that bitch
The Cayenne baby, gotta go foreign, that bitch
I swear, I'm gon' beat my juug, I'ma burn out the lot
You gettin' drug money, yeah we promotin' that shit
[Verse 6]
Comin' for the money, the money, lil' ****
Hangin' out the window gunnin', you runnin' lil' ****
Ten straight, I'm a baller, no foul on lil' ****
Money over bitches forever, you don't want it lil' ****
Balmain sweat drips, sag on Givenchy, boy, that 200 racks
Photo 650, three bitches in a mat
Run the city like marathon, backwoods stuffed with Chevron
Chevron, shoot every gun, I never run
Trap 24/7 like the telethon, bangin' heavy metal, call him Megatron
Miss me with the bullshit is what you better do
Boyz N the Hood, young **** with a attitude
Bitches fuck, I give a fuck right now
Might try me, the plug'll pull up right now
****, I could give a damn about your two cents
"Cause you could front me fifty grand up, feel rich
[Verse 7]
Let the yopper rain down if you stop my pay
The Glock I spray, put 'em in the box, I say
100k, get it out my safe
If you ain't talkin' money, boy, get out my face, hey
I'ma pull up in the Porsche with a ho in that bitch
The Cayenne baby, gotta go foreign, that bitch
I swear, I'm gon' beat my juug, I'ma burn out the lot
You gettin' drug money, yeah we promotin' that shit
Written by: Isaac Lahmi Travion Bivens