Roll It Bankroll Fresh

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[Verse 1]
I keep it 100
We fucked she ain't get 1 hundred
Pulled up like a number 1 stunna
'68 road-runner, runner road
Deuces Forgio'
Four deuce Charger
Two thousand whole
I'mma scrape the bowl
Trying to stretch it to get a whole 'nother whole
Bond money ain't gotta worry about a hole
In another county
On the run bounty hunters trying to hound me
They wish they woulda, coulda, had found me
I'm at Miami nigga at the fountain
With a pretty bitch she tired of counting
Broke ass niggas should be tired of lounging
Flow colder than an Appalachian mountain
In the winter time
I'm a dog came from a very very rare kennel line
You niggas ain't no friend of mine
It was Ferragamo and Marciano
Heavy on the pasta
I'm a dope locker
I'm a street nigga with a baby chopper
Get money motherfucker and my poppa
Be a street nigga hang with the robbers
In Miami getting real cash
These niggas talk it I just have it