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Bankroll Freddie Whistle

[Intro]
(Ayy, Heavy, turn the beat up, though)
Bankroll, yeah

[Verse 1]
Wrecked my Trackhawk, f..ck it, I was thinking Lamb' truck anyway
Every day, I wake up thinking, "What am I gon' buy today?"
Called up lil' Jay, f..ck it, drop a eight, bitch, let's get high today (Pour me up)
Fuck my P.O., f..ck my label (Fuck 'em), I might drop my tape today (Drop it)
Baby trippin' lately, say it's over just like every day (Bitch)
Fuck you too, bitch packed my shit and I was moving anyway (I'm gone)
In my red-eye (Skrrt, skrrt), doing like one-twenty on the interstate (Vroom)
I can make one-twenty like each week all off 448 (Off pounds)
Going broke, I'm super straight (Nah)
Still got money in my safe (For real)
Still can't see or hеar a hater, too much money in the way
Ooh, you funny, need I say? (Ha-ha-ha)
Talking you up fifty-K (Fifty)
Got that on my pinky and my indеx, yeah, that's fifty-K (That's fifty-K)
Fifty-K up in his face (Fifty-K)
Get that boy up out the way (Fuck 'em)
Can't argue with my opps (Nah), they want my attention, boy, they super gay (Faggots)
You still got your lil' plug to pay (Ha-ha-ha), try playing your sister (Woo)
'Cause if you piss me off, ayy, boy, all you gone hear is a whistle, like

[Chorus]
Uh, whistle, uh, whistle, uh, whistle, uh, whistle
Uh, whistle, uh, whistle, uh, whistle, uh, whistle
Uh, whistle, uh, whistle, uh, whistle, uh, whistle
Uh, whistle, uh, whistle, uh, whistle, uh, whistle
Uh, whistle, uh, whistle, uh, whistle, uh, whistle
Uh, whistle, uh, whistle, uh, whistle, uh, whistle
Uh, whistle, uh, whistle, uh, whistle, uh, whistle
Uh, whistle, uh, whistle, uh, whistle, uh, whistle
[Verse 2]
Might whistle to your bitch, ayy, like, "Come here"
Let me tell you something, ma, let me whisper in your ear (What's popping)
You know I'll f..ck the shit out you right now while we in here (Yeah)
Let's hit the bathroom and let me see if that ass real
Ass so fat, you got me thinking, "How'd you get up them jeans?" (How the f..ck she get up in them jeans)
I really like your eyes and, baby, that lil' walk, you mean (She bad)
The girl of my fantasy, nah, girl of my dreams (My dreams)
Few strokes, hit from the back, I bet I'll make that pussy cream (Come here)
I'll make you sing, like

[Chorus]
Uh, whistle, uh, whistle, uh, whistle, uh, whistle
Uh, whistle, uh, whistle, uh, whistle, uh, whistle
Uh, whistle, uh, whistle, uh, whistle, uh, whistle
Uh, whistle, uh, whistle, uh, whistle, uh, whistle
Uh, whistle, uh, whistle, uh, whistle, uh, whistle
Uh, whistle, uh, whistle, uh, whistle, uh, whistle
Uh, whistle, uh, whistle, uh, whistle, uh, whistle
Uh, whistle, uh, whistle, uh, whistle, uh, whistle
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