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