OPRAH’S BANK lyrics

[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
f*ck 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
f*ck 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