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bankroll freddie & icewear vezzo - pickin' sides lyrics
[intro: bankroll freddie]
yeah
(foeverrolling)
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah (what?), yeah, yeah (bankroll)
[verse 1: bankroll freddie]
350 thousand on my neck alone (i don’t know how)
i’m the reason why the opps are quiet (yeah, yeah), ’cause we keep steppin’ on ’em (’cause we keep steppin’ on ’em)
70 thousand watch, don’t know the time (yeah, yeah), we must of set it wrong (ay, what time it is)
in the d with vez, we pouring meds, no tellin’ what we on (woo)
heard my opp got shot (woo), i’m out of town (baow), they lucky it wasn’t me (it wasn’t me)
n_ggas cross me once and i’ma make sure that ya’ll get a tee (get a tee)
know how you n_ggas bite my style, it’s only one of me (tryna copy swag)
n_gga, you a kid and you a child, like you my son to me (like you my lil’ boy)
really rich, ain’t never ever gotta post a throwback (at all)
every b_tch i had, they want me back, look that’s a big fact (come here)
n_gga, i got bands for real, i’m really talkin’ big racks (i’m talkin’ racks)
ay, tell my opps, “get even then”, little n_gga get your l!ck back
you b_tch ass
[chorus: icewear vezzo]
since you picking sides, you gon’ get murdered with them n_ggas (yeah)
i put turbo on that glizzy (baow, baow), stephen curry this extensions (curry)
i don’t hang with rappers, f_ck you heard
we in them trenches, you ain’t never shot n0body (yeah, yeah)
n_ggas virgins like these b_tches (ay, b_tches)
[verse 2: icewear vezzo]
yeah, dope man
turn a project b_tch into a prada baby (what?)
rose gold, richard millie stainless, cost a 1.80
i got some sh_t ’bout tall as my son, hangin’ out that dracy
i ain’t pullin’ over for no jakey, b_tch, you gotta chase me (skrrt)
hm, yeah, this straight a fast as sh_t (yeah)
i ain’t pullin’ over for n0body, “keke, pass the stick”
hop up out that ride and walk up fast, it’s like i had to p_ss
slide to cali, i ain’t got no soldiers, grab the bag and dip (grab the bag and dip)
yeah, i let that magic tricks
f_ck the arguing, i’ll leave yo’ sh_t open like a bag of chips
heard she married, still don’t give no f_cks, i’ll buy her ass and tities (for real)
you ain’t hit n0body on that drill, i think you tried to miss
[chorus: icewear vezzo & bankroll freddie]
since you picking sides, you gon’ get murdered with them n_ggas (yeah)
i put turbo on that glizzy (baow, baow), stephen curry this extensions (curry)
i don’t hang with rappers, f_ck you heard
we in them trenches, you ain’t never shot n0body (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
n_ggas virgins like these b_tches (ay, b_tches)
[outro: bankroll freddie]
six figure n_gga for my rap deal (six figure n_gga for my rap deal)
i know millionaires really rich (trap), but they still trap still (trap)
million dollar n_gga, but no cap, i still get packs still (i still get packs still)
send ’em on a plane or on the road, all in that vacc’ seal
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