Oprah's Bank Account (Explicit)

Oprah's Bank Account (Explicit) - Lil Yachty/DaBaby/Drake

Lyrics by：Aubrey Graham/Earl Isaac Bynum/Jonathan L Kirk/Miles Parks McCollum

Composed by：Aubrey Graham/Earl Isaac Bynum/Jonathan L Kirk/Miles Parks McCollum

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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**k 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

Drake：

Back home on a presi' I'm Obama ayy I condone the drama ayy

I tongued down Madonna ayy do you need pajamas yeah

Stayin' the night girl you promised it

I hide in the cave like Osama did

I'm blowin' a bag in the Diamond District

You need me like dollars that are owed to you yeah

Money and me are the same but I just don't fold for you yeah

Run me a body I'll put a Range on the road for you

I don't know what you were told but I ain't mad at you baby

Lil Yachty：

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**k 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

Is they mad that you f**k with me

Is they mad mad mad

Is they mad that you ride around in a Bentley

Skrrt

Is they mad that you not with them

Is they mad

Same h*es hatin' be in my DM

That's too sad

Lockin' it down lockin' it down lockin' it down I want you

I want you

I want them to know you're my baby boo

My boo

We still make it lit when ain't nothin' to do

Every time we step out n***as look at you

No no no no make him hit it and then quit it

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

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

DaBaby/Lil Yachty：

My b***h pull up lookin' like Oprah bank

Let's go

Take a pic with a b***h and she faint

Yeah

She look like a goddess but she ain't no saint

My b***h 'bout it 'bout it she need her a tank

Uh

You know ain't no limit on blue hundreds

My b***h like a big bag of money this new money

Chill

You gon' make the b***h think that you love her

F**k you

Hold her hand right in front you we too public

Aw

Take the lil' n***a b***h he ain't do nothin'

Yeah

Now his b***h goin' Baby on Baby

Let's go

She want me to stay I ain't stayin'

And I hope that these n***as don't play I ain't playin'

Let's go

Your b***h lookin' good as Oprah bank account

I'm the type to take a n***a ho from him and take her out

Keep the butt I'll take the mouth

No no no no make him hit it and then quit it

Lil Yachty/DaBaby：

I ain't mad at 'em baby

Let's go

If I seen't you out me too would be up on you crazy

Let's go

Diamond in the rough you look as good as Oprah's bank account

I just wanna take you out

F**k 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

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