Lil' Andi Bankroll Lyrics

[Intro: Yung Viper]
Yea, Bitches on my bankroll
Gotta sell em', they know
Tickets to the gun show
Chillin in the third row
Yea, yea chillin in the third row
Yea, yea chillin in the third row

[Chorus: Yung Viper]
Yea, Bitches on my bankroll
Gotta sell em', they know
Tickets to the gun show
Chillin in the third row
f*cked her in the hotel
Now I run the cartel
Going pastel I dropped
My album like a bombshell

[Verse 1: Yung Viper]
Rackin stacks i'm movin fast
Didn't tap cuz she's a nast
SS on the plate
She only like that gucci on my waist
Goyard Bag ain't got no tag
Flexin I ain't tryna brag
Bitch I'm rich I got yo bitch
Now take that pic and post that shit

[Bridge: Lil Andi]
Bitches on my bankroll
Gotta sell em', they know
Tickets to the gun show
Chillin in the third row
f*cked her in the hotel
Now I run the cartel
Going pastel I dropped
My album like a bombshell

[Chorus 2: Lil Andi]
Yea, Bitches on my bankroll
Gotta sell em', they know
Tickets to the gun show
Chillin in the third row
Yea, Bitches on my bankroll
Gotta sell em', who knows
Tickets to the damn show Chillin in the back row
Grow the weed that's dank grow
Get off that shit that's my flow
Me and Viper got this shit
Man f*ck that bitch, it's our show
Up in Cali burn that cash
Call my phone, then do the dash
Hear that album it's so trash
Get off that jawn let's play some smash
Yea, Bitches on my bankroll
Gotta sell em', they know
Tickets to the gun show
Chillin in the third row

[Chorus: Yung Viper]
Yea, Bitches on my bankroll
Gotta sell em', they know
Tickets to the gun show
Chillin in the third row
f*cked her in the hoe-tel
Now I run the cartel
Going pastel I dropped
My album like a bombshell

[Verse 1: Yung Viper]
Rackin stacks i'm movin fast
Didn't tap cuz she's a nast
SS on the plate
She only like that gucci on my waist
Goyard Bag ain't got no tag
Flexin I ain't tryna brag
Bitch I'm rich I got yo bitch
Now take that pic and post that shit

[Chorus: Both]
Yea, Bitches on my bankroll
Gotta sell em', they know
Tickets to the gun show
Chillin in the third row
f*cked her in the hoe-tel
Now I run the cartel
Going pastel I dropped
My album like a bombshell