Big Bankroll lyrics

[Intro]
(Drell On The Track)
(Goddamn, BJ with another one) Yeah
I'm full of drugs and I'm still turnt up, n*gga
I'm still in love and I'm and I'm and I'm muggin', n*gga
I'll kill a n*gga if he ever try to slug a n*gga
Huh? Yeah, look

[Chorus]
Big bankroll in my pocket, okay, let's go
Toting on 223s with my partner smoking hella dope
Playboy lifestyle, I got hella hoes
Then had the baddest of 'em all
And I still ain't never chose
f*ck that sh*t, hang up the phone, ain't talkin' no money, man, I'm done with that
Told my youngin' he better not stop spinnin' on him 'til we done with that
I'm walkin' with a hunnid stacks, this drum, it hold a hunnid, yeah
He took that blick straight out his pants and top
Ain't gave that boy no pass
I put that b*tch right on his ass

[Verse 1]
I say murder, we gon' the blow the curb up
I'm talkin' to thе point where they can't еven serve nothin'
I say they all deceased whenever that we swerve on 'em
You better be on point, we pull up shootin' tryna murk something
One body, two body, three body, four
Five bodies, now we knockin' at your door
Been in that 'Raq for 'bout a month, these n*ggas hoes
Straight down with them poles
Bending curves with my lit bros
Out at night, get your life stole
Harbor freight, don't use no stove
Mold the sh*t then get it sold
Face the b*tch, he break the code
I take that Tar & Ferry, f*ck that n*gga, I could make my own
We call it Hard Feddi, blood on this, you take it, lose your dome
I got n*ggas servin' for me now my baby mamas used to f*ck
That spot you known them n*ggas for to be at, I'm the reason they ain't there
I'm the founder of the killing season, every month I pay that fare
n*gga know I'm in that car most time tryna see if they out here, b*tch
[Chorus]
Big bankroll in my pocket, okay, let's go
Toting on 223s with my partner smoking hella dope
Playboy lifestyle, I got hella hoes
Then had the baddest of 'em all
And I still ain't never chose
f*ck that sh*t, hang up the phone, ain't talkin' no money, man, I'm done with that
Told my youngin' he better not stop spinnin' on him 'til we done with that
I'm walkin' with a hunnid stacks, this drum, it hold a hunnid, yeah
He took that blick straight out his pants and top
Ain't gave that boy no pass
I put that b*tch right on his ass

[Verse 2]
Do she love me or do she love me not?
I don't know, I gotta see, but check me out, XO
I'm like is I'm gon' kill him or he gon' kill me?
But, f*ck, I think I jinxed myself 'cause I just ran out of leaves
Man, look, I'm doped up and I'm f*cked up, f*ck that pus*y n*gga
n*gga know them jiggas got dope inside 'em, so I'm bucked up tryna zip a n*gga
Since I was eighteen on, who made me?
I ain't go two months without killing me a n*gga
Let them n*ggas talk that sh*t for Insta
God'll tell you I'm a bloody n*gga, lil' b*tch
Two books I split between two n*ggas, ain't get it back
Officer, when you talk 'bout selling drugs, I sell verses, you mean crack
'Cause that's the only I got, I serve that sh*t there back to back
Y'all paint me like I'm made of violence
Any case on me refer to shootin' back
They can't pinpoint who I whacked
Bring you b*tches out like back to back
Make 'em come and draw the chalk, who next?
I want another hat like motherf*ck that
I tell my twin, "You better not motherf*ckin' touch that"
Every time we see you up that, b*tch, you know you gettin' bust at
[Chorus]
Big bankroll in my pocket, okay, let's go
Toting on 223s with my partner smoking hella dope
Playboy lifestyle, I got hella hoes
Then had the baddest of 'em all
And I still ain't never chose
f*ck that sh*t, hang up the phone, ain't talkin' no money, man, I'm done with that
Told my youngin' he better not stop spinnin' on him 'til we done with that
I'm walkin' with a hunnid stacks, this drum, it hold a hunnid, yeah
He took that blick straight out his pants and top
Ain't gave that boy no pass
I put that b*tch right on his ass

[Outro]
Murder, we gon' throw the curveball
Gotta get it, boy, them pus*y ass n*ggas can't say nothin'
(Drell On The Track) We gon' pile up, drill 'em all, yeah
(Goddamn, BJ with another one) Pull up, we gon' spray 'em down, yeah