RO-B. Z. – BANKROLL HITTIN Lyrics

BANKROLL HITTIN – RO-B. Z. Lyrics

2019, couldn't rap on a beat

Since then, been finding my pocket

I can’t keep no cash on me

That shit gon' fall out my pockets

Shawty keep, shawty keep, yeah

One more time, one more-

One more time, one more time (RO-B. Z.!)

2019, couldn't rap on a beat

Since then, been finding my pocket (Buh)

I can’t keep no cash on me

That shit gon' fall out my pockets (Cha-ching)

Shawty keep doing that thing with her fingers

She tryna tell me she clocked it (Nah)

She tried shooting her shot with me

But I'm Ben Wallace, I blocked it, wait (Buh, buh, buh, buh)

Hold up, wait a second, I blocked it? (Buh)

I ain't ever gonna quit this, stop it (Nah)

Beat it up, Creed, I box it (Brrrah)

'Cause you know I got the power and the profit (Bitch)

Now this bankroll hittin' like Brockhampton

Got the cash on me, and I'm poppin' (Cha-ching)

Come fuck me up, know the boy’s a gun, hands up

Full Rambo on these hoes if they want it (Watch this – Brrrah!)

2019, couldn’t rap on a beat (Nah)

Still hungry as fuck, what happened to me? (Buh)

Came from Endgame with Noc' to clutching the top

With the best rappers in my league (Buh, buh, buh, buh)

Like look at me now, I dance around you, Chris Brown (Huh)

Can’t jack my style, I don't stick to no sound (Huh)

Vangelis with the keys, beat alone run crowds (Huh)

If you wanna talk on me, get the mic or get down (Get down)

Fair weather, winds'll bow (Bap)

Mayweather, knockout blow (Bap)

Drunk on the feeling of God (Bap)

Leave you three sheets to the world

Kinda high that get you smoked (Buh, buh, buh, buh)

So many rappers talking bull, a bull market

Y'all on Brokeback Mountain, per chance?

I’mma run up on a rapper and catch him with a rope

Like Logan Paul in Japan (Haha)

2019, couldn't rap on a beat

Since then, been finding my pocket (Buh)

I can't keep no cash on me

That shit gon' fall out my pockets (Cha-ching)

Shawty keep doing that thing with her fingers

She tryna tell me she clocked it (Nah)

She tried shooting her shot with me

But I'm Ben Wallace, I blocked it, wait (Buh, buh, buh, buh)

Hold up, wait a second, I blocked it? (Buh)

I ain't ever gonna quit this, stop it (Nah)

Beat it up, Creed, I box it (Brrrah)

'Cause you know I got the power and the profit (Bitch)

Now this bankroll hittin' like Brockhampton

Got the cash on me, and I'm poppin' (Cha-ching)

Come fuck me up, know the boy's a gun, hands up

Full Rambo on these hoes if they want it (Brrrah!)

Real eyes, they realise the real sizes

No bull, we spit shit, the world's crisis

MBS top dawgs

Call me Pierce, I'm a watchdog, huh

Knew I was fit for the game

Wake up in the sky like I'm Gucci Mane

HB, MB, now I can't pick a side

Tearing this shit till the day that I die (Yo)

Bankroll hittin', got gold in my teeth

I was running the game before my sixteenth

NEVERMIND was merely a statement to prove what we on (Whoa)

At this point, it's blatant (Whoa, whoa)

Keep me on radar like my name is JID

Every verse that I drop, they say, "Damn bro, you slid"

Can't be put in a box if there isn't a lid

I'm carrying this shit like Jude in Madrid

2019, couldn't rap on a beat

Since then, been finding my pocket (Buh)

I can't keep no cash on me

That shit gon' fall out my pockets (Cha-ching)

Shawty keep doing that thing with her fingers

She tryna tell me she clocked it (Nah)

She tried shooting her shot with me

But I'm Ben Wallace, I blocked it, wait (Buh, buh, buh, buh)

Hold up, wait a second, I blocked it? (Buh)

I ain't ever gonna quit this, stop it (Nah)

Beat it up, Creed, I box it (Brrrah)

'Cause you know I got the power and the profit (Bitch)

Now this bankroll hittin' like Brockhampton

Got the cash on me, and I'm poppin' (Cha-ching)

Come fuck me up, know the boy's a gun, hands up

Full Rambo on these hoes if they want it (Brrrah!)