Lil Yachty & DaBaby – Oprah’s Bank Account (ft. Drake) (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

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Lil Yachty & Dababy Oprah’s Bank Account (ft. Drake) (prod. Earl On The Beat)

Oprah Winfrey has a substantially large bank account that anybody with a hustler’s mentality envies. Inspiring people to continue working hard and striving for their dreams, Oprah has been one of the most motivational forces in the world. As of late, she’s been somewhat controversial with major forces like 50 Cent and Snoop Dogg criticizing her. Still, she earns a ton of respect from people like Lil Yachty, who is pushing forward and aiming to one day reach Oprah levels of financial wealth.

Announcing “Oprah’s Bank Account” one hour before its actual release, Lil Yachty posted a picture of the fire cover artwork. To some, this may feel like an unconventional team-up but, given the fact that Lil Boat appeared in the “Life Is Good” video, it makes total sense.

The video starts off with the introduction of The Boprah Show, a parody of Winfrey’s hit talk show, before Drake comes in and talks about his new earrings and his beard. He jokes about reaching his full “LSC,” which stands for “Light Skin Capability.” He then addresses the face he makes in Instagram pictures and comments on the state of SoundCloud and “Tok Take” rap.

Then, Boprah takes a trip to DaBaby’s house and discusses how all of his songs sound the same before unpacking the “let’s go” ad-lib.

The Atlanta native is officially back on the scene, and there isn’t a much more effective way of returning than by doing so with Drake and DaBaby by his side. Listen to the song below and catch the video while you’re at it. Let us know what you think!

Lil Yachty & DaBaby – Oprah’s Bank Account (ft. Drake) (prod. Earl On The Beat)

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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
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 1: 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

[Chorus: 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
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 2: Lil Yachty]
Is they mad that you fuck 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 hoes 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, niggas look at you
(No, no, no, no, make him hit it and then quit it)

[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
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

[Verse 3: DaBaby & Lil Yachty]
My bitch pull up lookin’ like Oprah bank (Let’s go)
Take a pic with a bitch and she faint (Yeah)
She look like a goddess, but she ain’t no saint
My bitch ’bout it ’bout it, she need her a tank (Uh)
You know ain’t no limit on blue hundreds
My bitch like a big bag of money, this new money (Chill)
You gon’ make the bitch think that you love her (Fuck you)
Hold her hand right in front you, we too public (Aw)
Take the lil’ nigga bitch, he ain’t do nothin’ (Yeah)
Now his bitch goin’ Baby on Baby (Let’s go)
She want me to stay, I ain’t stayin’
And I hope that these niggas don’t play, I ain’t playin’ (Let’s go)
Your bitch lookin’ good as Oprah bank account
I’m the type to take a nigga 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)

[Chorus: 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
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