Boosie Bad Ass, Ima send this maw'f**er right here
To all my n***as out there gettin bank rolls putcha mothaf**in hands up
Bank roll after bank Roll
Big Money
I like it
Bank roll after Bank Roll
[Verse 1]
I send this out to my childhood role model catamisk big bank rolls
Suzuki all gold, (whoo)
Fresh starch yo clothes had all da fine hoes
Every time he took a picture he pulled out his bankroll
I watched and observed n***as taught me how tah serve (word)
Turnt 16 I was at the corner curb, big knots in my dickie pants
Had a plug on dat weed and had a plug on dat cain, I'm off da chain mayne!
Trell came home I was on, everythang dat n***a throwed me it was gone
Lil ivy taught me bankrolls f** a b**h (m.o.b) I got dis caine mayne
And I got dis weed and syrup sh** well lets get rich I got too many knots I couldn't put it in a box (DAMN!)
6 months really a n***a actin silly made a 150 when I put it in my mind I can make a million dollars if I grind, bankroll time!
[Hook x2]
Bank roll after bank roll
Big Money
I like it
Bank roll after bank roll
A million dollas on my mind, a hunded g's at a time n***a!
[Verse 2]
I'm like a b**h with a bank roll take a n***a shoppin got her own sh** take a n***a
Blockin you out chia poppin them pills f**in them stank hoes
Keep it real you ain't really about your bank rolls satisfy a couple stacks now you
Straight and plus ya drug every day
n***a now every day I spend a thousand cash
So everytime money calls I gotta bust my a**
Im on the grind b**h bank roll after bank roll
I ain't playin my n***a I got a mansion my n***a
Mel just hit me with a bank roll
Just hit me with a bank roll but I call them back like I need more
So many kids to feed it ain't a game partner all of em eaten good ask my baby momma threw
All the drama I'mma shine I'mma grind and picture the booth with a big bank roll
[Hook x2]
[Verse 3]
Wattup mr bank roll sh** im just chillin headed to ny city talkin about a nother million
Wuttup mr bank roll same thing stackin my paper till the game done change
Cause I love me a bank roll f**in right cause with out it who am
Make the haters wanna cry drive by & homicides had your life cold n***as ain't k**in for stripes
They want a bank roll you want thes ho you want these clothes you wanna
Stay fly get your mind and your money right
Right now all my kids all of em got trust funds so when they grow up they can have
A little fun n***as on tv stuntin at me talkin gucci mane hundred and thats funny to me
When you see me can't miss me please dont diss me cause this bank roll a have ya a** missin bank roll n***a
[Hook x2]