[Intro]
Ba-ba-bankroll got it

[Chorus]
Yeah, poppin' my shit like a pimple
Uh, I do it smooth, I made it simple
Blew a bag, I call that shit making money dimples
Barely put a dent in my shit, we never goin' broke
I get terrors from my head to the toe, 'cause I'm cold
N***as carry on, they get carried out if they want the smoke
I just did my Prada dance, look at my new-new Prada toes
Tell me that you proud of me, write that shit in a article

[Verse]
Still—
Stamp it, I'll put it on God
Double my profit, when they say, "Stop it," I'm beating the odds
Can't believe they really told me this wasn't in my cards, oh
Another day, another dollar, we get to it (Yeah)
Okay-okay-okay, she say I'm delicious, slurp me like a Minute Maid
She got that super woo, it turned me to a Minuteman
Ecstasy be hitting different, it's like Novocaine
I can't feel my—, uh, I can't feel my brain
Fuck my bitch on top of twenty bands, we do all sorts of things
When you get that check up, you can make her do all sorts of things
[Chorus]
Yeah, poppin' my shit like a pimple
Uh, I do it smooth, I made it simple
Blew a bag, I call that shit making money dimples
Barely put a dent in my shit, we never goin' broke
I get terrors from my head to the toe, 'cause I'm cold
N***as carry on, they get carried out if they want the smoke
I just did my Prada dance, look at my new-new Prada toes
Tell me that you proud of me, write that shit in a article

[Outro]
I get terrors from my head to the toe, 'cause I'm cold
N***as carry on, they get carried out if they want the smoke
I just did my Prada dance, look at my new-new Prada toes
Tell me that you proud of me, write that shit in an article
Tell me that you proud of me, write that shit in an article