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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bankroll Freddie
Bankroll Freddie
Rap
Young Dolph
Young Dolph
Rap
YS Trakkz
YS Trakkz
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Freddie Demarus Gladney III
Freddie Demarus Gladney III
Songwriter
Brandon Henderson
Brandon Henderson
Songwriter
Adolph Robert Thornton Jr.
Adolph Robert Thornton Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
YS Trakkz
YS Trakkz
Producer
Michael "MikFly" Dottin
Michael "MikFly" Dottin
Mixing Engineer
Heavyindachevy
Heavyindachevy
Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Patrick Wilkins
Patrick Wilkins
Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Trappin'
Woo
Bankroll
[Verse 1]
Ayy, trappin' made it happen, definition of a trapper
I'm known for breakin' down these bales, I ain't no fuckin' rapper
He say he get them 'bows for cheap, ooh, he a big capper
'Cause every time I ask him where they at, he never have 'em
I dropped my nuts and saddled up, I went and found the plug
I got 'em for the low, my ****, I can show you love
I sell 'em twenty-five, but they get cheaper, you get a dub
You tryna score a hundred, ****, I can make it flood
I'm saved by the bale for real, now go and ask about me
I'm known up in my city for sellin' pounds of the Cali (Gas)
And got Dallas, Texas (Mid), shout out to the Mexicans (Good corn)
And you might call me petty, bitch, but I can get you ratchet
[Chorus]
I got rich off grass (Rich), I got rich off gas (Gas)
I got rich off grass (Rich), I got rich off gas (Gas)
I ain't had to sell no work (Nah), I ain't had to sell no glass (Nope)
I got rich off grass (Strong), I got rich off gas (Gas)
I got rich off grass (Woo), I got rich off gas (Gas)
I got rich off grass (Woo), I got rich off gas (Grass)
I ain't had to sell no work (Nah), I ain't had to sell no glass (Nope)
I got rich off grass (Rich), I got rich off grass (Gas)
[Verse 2]
A fortune off the bags (Bags), a fortune off the bags (Bags)
A fortune off the bags, got rich off that grass
To riches from rags (Hustler)
When they pull up come and shop
They bring they whole stash
She introduce me to the plug I bought that hoe a jet
Okay fuck that I don't wanna talk about the past
Ridin' in a 'gini when I come up past
With a bad college graduate with dumb ass
Everybody watchin' me like I'm Comcast
Ain't nobody hustlers no more, man, this shit sad
Don't come to me with your handout
Where your scale ****?
Super cool but my trap house hard as hell ****
(Can you give 100 of it bro?) Yeah
[Verse 3]
I got rich off grass, I got rich off gas
I got rich off grass, I got rich off gas
I ain't had to sell no work, I ain't had to sell no glass
I got rich off grass, I got rich off gas
I got rich off grass, I got rich off gas
I got rich off grass, I got rich off gas
I ain't had to sell no work, I ain't had to sell no glass
I got rich off grass, I got rich off grass
Written by: Adolph Robert Thornton Jr., Brandon Henderson, Freddie Demarus Gladney III
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