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BANKROLL FEAT. A$AP ROCKY & A$AP FERG - BROCKHAMPTON
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
BROCKHAMPTON
BROCKHAMPTON
Performer
A$AP Rocky
A$AP Rocky
Performer
A$AP Ferg
A$AP Ferg
Performer
Dom McLennon
Dom McLennon
Programming
Kiko Merley
Kiko Merley
Programming
Versus
Versus
Flugelhorn
Baird Acheson
Baird Acheson
Background Vocals
Russell "JOBA" Boring
Russell "JOBA" Boring
Synthesizer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rakim Mayers
Rakim Mayers
Composer
Darold Ferguson Jr.
Darold Ferguson Jr.
Lyrics
William Wood
William Wood
Composer
Matthew Champion
Matthew Champion
Composer
Romil Hemnani
Romil Hemnani
Composer
Jabari Manwarring
Jabari Manwarring
Composer
Ian Simpson
Ian Simpson
Composer
Baird Acheson
Baird Acheson
Composer
Isaiah Merriweather
Isaiah Merriweather
Composer
Vasant Sundaresan
Vasant Sundaresan
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Romil Hemnani
Romil Hemnani
Recording Engineer
Jabari Manwarring
Jabari Manwarring
Producer
Baird Acheson
Baird Acheson
Producer
Video Store
Video Store
Producer
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Mixing Engineer
Curtis "Sircut" Bye
Curtis "Sircut" Bye
Mixing Engineer
Jacob Bryant
Jacob Bryant
Assistant Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Coo-coo Yeah Shit on your function, live from the dungeon (woo, damn) Don't know why you cuffin', my dick, she be toungin' You ain't got drip like this, can't talk like this (woo) Safety pin on wrist, I put racks on my lil' bitch, uh Speak of the truth, two K a tooth, oof Maybach Jeep, huh, raise the roof Know that you envy me, but I am hater-proof Talkin' with Diddy, I made me a milli' in about a day or two Woo, ayy, filled with lust Wanted to hear what Hype Williams talkin' 'bout Bitches that I wanna bust We supposed to be talking 'bout video treatments and such (damn) But I'm busy lovin' on the IG, smut, damn, fuck I'm a G.O.A.T. in a Lamb' truck Tell the video, "Pan up when you talk to me" Godzilla, trilla nigga, rip apart your teeth (coo-coo) Side niggas in the pocket of my varsity (damn) They couldn't take that from me They want love, they got me, listen You ain't have many friends, but you the shit to me (bankroll) Every time you at a party, it's a scene (bankroll) Always had to save you from a sunken thing (bankroll) Sunken place always comin' in your dreams (bankroll) Lump up in my jeans, I got a bankroll (bankroll) Never show them that lil' green, I keep a bankroll (bankroll) And I'm walkin' with a limp, got too much bankroll (bankroll) Huh, huh, I got too much bankroll Won't take off my armor now Can't afford not to spend on her Had to break down the Berlin Wall Just to come talk to ya Who hurt ya? I'll break his jaw Young, handsome, with major plans Numb hearts to my consonance Numb hearts to my consonance Make a run at the Boston bomb I'm the one, yeah, the one she wants Wanna love me like Wimbledon Raise the volume, ring alarm Hands on my girl, it's a charm Got passion, don't call it loud Don't tell my shorty, "Settle down" I wear out like a hand-me-down Don't say I'm too big for ya Man, my head big, it's fallin' off But I fit, no problem Make it fit like nuts and bolts One nut and I'm boltin' off Your ex think I'm in the mum Baby rollin' with some bigger dons Baby rollin' with some bigger dons I got the cash and the gas 'cause I dash to the bag My ice white like rice, diamonds flash like the light, ayy They couldn't take that from me They want love, they got me, listen You ain't have many friends, but you the shit to me (bankroll) Every time you at a party, it's a scene (bankroll) Always had to save you from a sunken thing (bankroll) Sunken place always comin' in your dreams (bankroll) Lump up in my jeans, I got a bankroll (bankroll) Never show them that lil' green, I keep a bankroll (bankroll) And I'm walkin' with a limp, got too much bankroll (bankroll) Huh, huh, I got too much bankroll Wanna be my main bitch, you gotta get it creative To roll around with me in the Grenadines You gotta come through with them pristine 'Cause this bankroll is foreign Aim for the neck, I ain't goin' (uh) Yeah, I'm gettin' this money like a bank machine (uh) They got me wigglin', jigglin', they know it (yeah) Yeah, I'm countin' up, ain't gotta show it off See me and swallow up this Holy Water If you talkin' 'bout cash in my ear Like, I get it, you know that I'm spendin' up If you ain't on enough bag, bro Don't even talk to the gang, no Walk around, tool with the bankroll Keep it a stack and a bankroll You ain't have many friends, but you the shit to me (Now guess the compensation) Every time you at a party, it's a scene (Change the conversation) Always had to save you from a sunken thing (Dollars, all I'm chasin') Sunken place always comin' in your dreams (Fuck is you sayin'?)
Writer(s): Romil Hemnani, Matthew Garrett Champion, William Anku Kraka Mawuli Ando Wood, Isaiah Merriweather, Jabari Manwarring, Ian Simpson, Rakim Mayers, Vasant Sundaresan, Darold Jr. Ferguson, Baird Robert Wittner Acheson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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