Lil Yachty – Oprah’s Bank Account

Oprah’s Bank Account Lyrics:

EarlOnTheBeat, EarlOnTheBeat, EarlOnTheBeat

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 momma 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

Back home I’m no presi’, I’m Obama
I condone the drama, ayy, I turned down Madonna
We don’t need pyjamas, stayin’ the night, girl you promised
Hide in the cavee like Osama did
I’m blowin’ a bag in the diamond district
You need me like the dollars that are owed to you
Yeah, money and me are the same, but I just don’t fold for you
Yeah, run me your 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 babt

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 momma house
Overseas, I fly you out
Is it trickin’? Do 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?)
Is they mad that you ride around in a Bentley? (Skrrt)
Is they mad that you not with them? (Is they mad?)
Same hoes hatin’ be in my DM (That’s the same)
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 (Do)
Every time we step out, n–gas look at you
(No, no, no, no, making millions and millions)

I ain’t mad at ’em, Baby (No, no, no)
If I seen’t you out, me too would be up on you crazy
Diamond in the rough (No, no, no)
You look as good as Oprah’s bank account (No, no)
I just wanna take you out
You look as good as Oprah’s bank account (No, no, no)
I just wanna take you out
You look as good as Oprah’s bank account (No, no, no)
I just wanna take you out
You look as good as Oprah’s bank account (No, no, no)
I ain’t mad at ’em, Baby

My b–ch pull up lookin’ like Oprah bank (Let’s go)
Take a pic with a b–ch and she faint (Yeah)
She look like a goddess, but she ain’t no saint
My b–ch body ’bout it, she need her a tank (Uh)
You know ain’t no limit on blue hunnids
My b–ch like a big bag of money, this new money (Chyeah)
You gon’ make the b–ch think that you love her (f–k)
Hold her hand right in front of you, too public (Aw)
Take a lil’ n–ga b–ch, he ain’t do nothin’ (Yeah)
Now this b–ch goin’ Baby on Baby (Let’s go)
She want me to stay, I ain’t stayin’
And I hope that these n–gas don’t play, I ain’t playin’ (Let’s go)
Your b–ch lookin’ good as Oprah bank account
I’m the type to take a n–ga ho from him and take her out
Keep the butt, I’ll take the mouth (No, no, no, no)

I’m just saying, like, that’s all I want
You know you… you can keep the butt for right now
You go take that ho on a boat

I ain’t mad at ’em, Baby (Let’s go, no, no, no)
If I seen’t you out, me too would be up on you crazy (Let’s go)
Diamond in the rough (No, no, no)
You look as good as Oprah’s bank account (No, no)
I just wanna take you out
You look as good as Oprah’s bank account (No, no, no)
I just wanna take you out
You look as good as Oprah’s bank account (No, no, no)
I just wanna take you out
You look as good as Oprah’s bank account (No, no, no)
I ain’t mad at ’em, Baby


Oprah’s Bank Account” is a song by Lil Yachty dropped March 9, 2020 through Quality Control Music. The song features guest appearance from DaBaby and Drake.

Lil Yachty, DaBaby - Oprah's Bank Account

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