Moncler - Bankroll Freddie, Tay Keith

Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up

Yeah, yeah

Tay Keith, this too hard

Bankroll, Bankroll, Bankroll

Ayy, I fuck with this motherfucker, Tay Keith

Yeah, yeah, woo

Moncler, keep it real cozy, uh

Young nigga, but I’m still OG

Cool dude, but don’t approach me

Hell nah, nigga, you don’t know me

Remember used to sit up in the nosebleeds

Now I

All gold bustdown Rollie

Yeah, that’s a hood nigga trophy

Never knew it was gon' be like this

But I knew I was gon' get rich

Never thought about rappin' and shit

All I know about is wrappin' these bricks

Sellin' pounds, nigga, I don’t sell zips

Shit gotta be worth my wrist

In the club with ice on my wrist

Lil' nigga, better watch your bitch

Been thinkin' 'bout bustin' down a Patek

These real VV’s on my ne-neck

That shit that you wear, I wouldn’t wear that

That shit that you smoke, wouldn’t sell that

Bro, if you can’t come, we can mail that

Just send me that bag and an address

I’ll next-day air like FedEx

Sellin' pounds got me bustdown baguettes

But I’m rockin' Moncler all winter, huh

Pull up to my shows in Sprinters, huh

Baby, come fuck with a winner, huh

Baby, come fuck with a winner

But I’m rockin' Moncler all winter

Pull up to my shows in Sprinters, huh

Baby, come fuck with a winner, huh

Baby, come fuck with a winner

But I’m rockin' Moncler all winter

Rockin' Moncler, rockin' Moncler, rockin' Moncler all winter

Rockin' Moncler, rockin' Moncler, rockin' Moncler all winter

Pull up to my shows in Sprinters

Baby, come fuck with a winner

Baby, come fuck with a winner

Tay Keith, this too hard