Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Issue , by - Bankroll Freddie. Release date: 16.01.2020
Song language: English
Issue |
| Who made this beat? |
| Twysted Genius, baby |
| You niggas want it, you gon' get your issue (Who want it?) |
| A lot of blood, a lot of cryin', get that boy some tissue (Bah, bah, bah, bah) |
| I’m hollerin' any nigga want it, they can get they issue (Who want it?) |
| Your mama cryin' out her eyes, holdin' up them pictures (Not my baby) |
| I swear to God that it ain’t nothin', I can get up with you (Hey, |
| it ain’t nothin') |
| I be somewhere up out of town when them killers hit you (Who's on his head?) |
| I’m hollerin' any nigga want it, they can get they issue (Who want it?) |
| A lot of blood, a lot of cryin', get that boy some tissue (Bah, bah) |
| I’m hearin' around up in my city nigga want some smoke |
| Blow that smoke up in his face, you know that boy gon' choke |
| Before you dive up in that water, I hope you can float |
| My killers move in silence, nigga, they’ll slice your throat |
| They want Bankroll to blow, they really tryna test my gangster |
| But like a disrespectful child, nigga, I’ma spank you |
| I put a bag up on your head, I’ll hire your friend to stank you |
| My niggas snatchin' souls, nigga, they’ll leave you brainless |
| That money root of all evil, Richard Porter you |
| I want his head up on a platter, I’ll order you |
| Don’t try to play me like a pussy 'cause I’m trained to shoot, I’m trained to |
| shoot |
| I’ll knock your dreads off your head and turn it to a taper, fool |
| You niggas want it, you gon' get your issue (Who want it?) |
| A lot of blood, a lot of cryin', get that boy some tissue (Bah, bah, bah, bah) |
| I’m hollerin' any nigga want it, they can get they issue (Who want it?) |
| Your mama cryin' out her eyes, holdin' up them pictures (Not my baby) |
| I swear to God that it ain’t nothin', I can get up with you (Hey, |
| it ain’t nothin') |
| I be somewhere up out of town when them killers hit you (Who's on his head?) |
| I’m hollerin' any nigga want it, they can get they issue (Who want it?) |
| A lot of blood, a lot of cryin', get that boy some tissue (Bah, bah) |
| Glock 9, Smith Wesson |
| Kel-Tec, zip that |
| AR, hit that |
| AK, flip that |
| And I ain’t scared to take one |
| Broad day, I face one |
| CSI, Case One |
| Like a Pelle, lace 'em (Lay 'em) |
| Who want it? |
| Who want it? |
| (Who want it?) |
| All my young niggas gunnin' (Gunnin') |
| All my OG’s comin' (Huh?) |
| Swear to God we ain’t runnin' (Nah) |
| And I been rappin' 'bout the drip, huh |
| Let me talk about this clip |
| AR hold sixty, big dick and got curves like some hips |
| I can get a nigga flipped, huh |
| I can get a nigga zipped |
| I ain’t gotta pay shit, Lil J still down for a hit (What up, J?) |
| Nigga better not play (Nah) |
| Swear to God you gon' lay (You gon' lay) |
| Put a bag on a nigga head |
| Get him gone by today |
| You niggas want it, you gon' get your issue (Who want it?) |
| A lot of blood, a lot of cryin', get that boy some tissue (Bah, bah, bah, bah) |
| I’m hollerin' any nigga want it, they can get they issue (Who want it?) |
| Your mama cryin' out her eyes, holdin' up them pictures (Not my baby) |
| I swear to God that it ain’t nothin', I can get up with you (Hey, |
| it ain’t nothin') |
| I be somewhere up out of town when them killers hit you (Who's on his head?) |
| I’m hollerin' any nigga want it, they can get they issue (Who want it?) |
| A lot of blood, a lot of cryin', get that boy some tissue (Bah, bah) |