"Bankroll" lyrics

Ayy (Damn, Duce), uh
Brr, yeah, gang, gang, nigga (Yeah)
Yeah, uh, yeah, Draco, nigga (Soulja)
Draco (Soul', Soulja)
Oh, yeah, ad
Soulja (Draco, nigga, let's go)
Ayy, Stacks On Deck, ayy

Run up on Draco, get clapped
I tote that Money Gang, I put this shit on the map
Hit some niggas, push they shit back, uh, back
Breakin' up bricks, Kit Kat
Slide on opp ass nigga, push his shit back
Young Drako should run for president
Bro, this clip long like the nose on an elephant
Young Drako sellin' birds, pelican
Hop out the cut in a brand new Maserati
Robin jeans, camouflage, lookin' just like Bathing Apes
Bathing Apes, can't beat the case, then I'll skate away
Young Drako spittin' crack on a 808
Ten to three bullets, nigga, they gon' penetrate
Bust down on my wrist, it was Cartier
I'ma pull up, shoot with that Drac', Drac'
NBA jump shot, nigga, fadeaway
Young Drako, nigga came out the [?]
And one of that [?], I'm ridin' westside
Yeah, Money Gang, nigga, I put this shit on a scale
I'm puttin' the shots at your face and then shootin' in the air
I might knock my opps down, but I don't care
I'm westside, Money Gang, yeah, we up, though
I'm in the trap, nigga, still servin' elbows
Grape dry, hit that lean with the karo
I'm Draco, young nigga, I ran up a bankroll (Bankroll)

(Draco) Skrrt
Yeah