OPRAH'S BANK

[Intro] (EarlOnTheBeat) [Chorus: Lil Yachty] I ain't mad at 'em, baby If I seen't you out, me too would be up on you crazy Diamond in the rough, you look as good as Oprah's bank account I just wanna take you out Fuck you in your mama house Overseas, I fly you out Is it trickin' if she really love me? Let's just find it out Baby, what's up with your mouth? City girl straight from the South [Verse: Lil BW] King of Ypsi, you know there's no stoppin' She from Indiana, but she grind like Hannah Montana Bro got it tucked, it's a hammer He a rat, tryna' pull out the camera I heard he was wearin' a wire We gotta smoke him in fire Time and time again, you tell me to go You wanna go up the road, ride in the Royce, you know You wanna come on stage at the show So I don't know what you were told, but I ain't mad at you, baby [Chorus: Lil Yachty & Lil BW] If I seen't you out, me too would be up on you crazy Diamond in the rough, you look as good as Oprah's bank account I just wanna take you out Fuck you in your mama house Overseas, I fly you out Is it trickin' if she really love me? Let's just find it out Baby, what's up with your mouth? City girl straight from the South [Outro: Lil Yachty] I just wanna take you out You look as good as Oprah's bank account I just wanna take you out You look as good as Oprah's bank account I just wanna take you out You look as good as Oprah's bank account I ain't mad at 'em, baby