Bankroll – Song and Lyrics by 88GLAM

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Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Bankroll’ by 88GLAM. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of 88GLAM or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.

Hunnid racks just like that (yeah, slatt, slatt)
Thirty bands slip through my hands (I said slatt)
10k.Caash but I don’t do no dance (it my slatt, 10k)
Blueface, yeah, I can get these bands (get these racks)
It’s like tie-dye in my chain (tie-dye)
My guy, please refrain (oh)
I am not your man, not your bro (oh)
She gon’ bust it for your mans on the low (on the low)

(Oh, Keed, talk to ’em)
She know I got racks so she gon’ put her head on repeat (come here)
I can drip in LV (LV), I can drip in CC (Chaneyney)
Ridin’ with the sticks, yeah, we shootin’ like Call Of Duty (frrt)
Bentley truck got Forgis on it, we not round no hoopty
VVS diamonds on me (ice), got your ho like “Oowee” (ooh)
VVS diamonds on me, wet just like a coochie (coochie)
Jacuzzi, but we carry F&Ns, we not stain your uzi (brrt, Keed, talk to ’em)
Girl, stay on your shit, you better not lose it (better not lose)
Better not make me mad, I’ll lose it (they know I’ll lose)
You say you a hitter, you ain’t proved it (nah, you ain’t proved)
Car foreign, stick foreign (skrrt)
Put a hitter on a Perc’, it was early morning
Pull up, get a backend, ain’t doing no tourin’ (backend, backend)
23 on my coupe, I ain’t talkin’ no Jordan (23)
You don’t see no gun on me, somebody else totin’ it (yes, sir)
Rubber band blue hundreds, I cannot fold it (yes, sir)
Cartier frames on me, just know I’m focused (Cartier frames)
Drippin’, no, I can’t explain, diamond water like rain

Hunnid racks just like that (yeah, slatt, slatt)
Thirty bands slip through my hands (I said slatt)
10k.Caash but I don’t do no dance (it my slatt)
Blueface, yeah, I can get these bands (get these racks)
It’s like tie-dye in my chain (tie-dye)
My guy, please refrain (oh)
I am not your man, not your bro (oh)
She gon’ bust it for your mans on the low (on the low)

10k.Caash, just like that (slatt, slatt)
10k.Caash, but I don’t do no dance (that’s my slatt)
Hunnid racks, just like that (gettin’ bands)
Hunnid racks, yeah, it’s gon’ to make her dance (that’s my slatt)
10k.Caash, just like that (yeah, ooh)

Took my time and made this way, now I’m sittin’ on bankroll (yeah)
Yeah, my diamonds factory, I never pay to make it glow
Addin’ up zeros to these O’s, and all my friends, they turn to foes
And now I’m pourin’ up that four, that shit addictin’, yeah, I know
Sittin’ in PJ’s with these PJ’s, all my life this was a goal, yeah
Shoe size twelve and a half, but triple S is forty-four, yeah
Just came back from the Saks, I can’t go back to lookin’ broke, yeah (no)
Bitches every weekend before I drop ’em like some soap, yeah
Glamboy run for mayor ’cause he got so many poles, yeah
Fallin’ asleep while my shit deep in, thought this Perc’ would pick me up
Boy, I’m drownin’ in the deep end, my whole body Saint Laurent (deep)
Avoidin’ these charges, I’m a target, can’t let 12 come get me stuck
Gettin’ these backend, that’s attractive, touchin’ hunnids get me up
I got bad hoes, cuff ’em like my sleeves
Twenty bands on her, I just blacked out at Celine
Ran up on the plug, said I nee-nee-nee-nee-need
I’m a shootin’ star, get to blowin’ off some steam (ooh)

Hunnid racks just like that (yeah, slatt, slatt)
Thirty bands slip through my hands (I said slatt)
10k.Caash but I don’t do no dance (it my slatt)
Blueface, yeah, I can get these bands (get these racks)
It’s like tie-dye in my chain (tie-dye)
My guy, please refrain (oh)
I am not your man, not your bro (bro)
She gon’ bust it for your mans on the low (on the low)

10k.Caash, just like that (slatt, slatt)
10k.Caash, but I don’t do no dance (that’s my slatt)
Hunnid racks, just like that (gettin’ bands)
Hunnid racks, yeah, it’s gon’ to make her dance (that’s my slatt)
10k.Caash, just like that (yeah, ooh)