Big Bankroll

I'm full of drugs and I'm still turnt up, nigga I'm full of drugs and I'm still turnt up, nigga Oh, yeah, look Big bank roll in my pocket Ok let's go Totting on 2-2-3's, with my partner smoking hella dope Playboy lifestyle, I get hella hoes Then had the baddest of 'em all And I still ain't even chose Fuck that shit, hang up the phone Ain't talkin' no money, man I'm done with that Told my youngin' he bet not stop, Spendin' on him 'til we done with that I'm walking with hunnid stacks, the drum it hold a hoe a hunnid, yeah He took that blink straight out his pants and top, Ain't gave that boy no passi, put that bitch right on his ass I say murder we gon' the blow the curb up I'm talkin' to the point wherе they can't serve nothin' I say thеy all deceased whenever that we swerve on 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 the 'raq for 'bout a month, these niggas 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 Hold the shit then get it sold Face the bitch, he break code I talk that Tar & Ferry, fuck that nigga I could make my own We call Hard Feddi, blood on this, you take it loose your dome I got niggas servin' for me now, my baby mamas used to fuck That spot you known them niggas for to Be at, I'm the reason they ain't there I'm the founder of the killings season, every month I pay that fair Nigga know I'm in that car, Most time I'm tryna see if they here, bitch Big bank roll in my pocket Ok let's go Totting on 2-2-3's, with my partner smoking hella dope Playboy lifestyle, I get hella hoes Then had the baddest of 'em all And I still ain't even chose Fuck that shit, hang up the phone Ain't talkin' no money, man I'm done with that Told my youngin' he bet not stop, Spendin' on him 'til we done with that I'm walking with hunnid stacks, the drum it hold a hoe a hunnid, yeah He took that blink straight out his pants and top, Ain't gave that boy no passi, put that bitch right on his ass 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 gon' kill him or is he gon' kill me? But fuck I think jinx myself 'cause I just ran out of leaves Man look I'm doped up and I'm fucked Up, fuck that pussy nigga, know them Jiggas got dope inside 'em, so I'm bucked up tryna zip a nigga Since I was eighteen on, who made me? I ain't got two months without a nigga killing me a nigga Let them niggas talk that shit for Insta, and God I tell you I'm a bloody nigga Two ubooks, I split between two niggas And get it back Officer when yout talk 'bout selling Drugs, I sell verses, you mean crack 'Cause that's the only I got, I serve that shit there back to back Y'all paint me like I'm made of violence Any case on Mereffere to shooting back They can't pin point who I whacked Bring you bitches out like back to back Make 'em come and draw a charc (Who next?) I want another hat like mother, fuck that I tell my twin you better not motherfuckin' touch that Every time we see you up that Bitch you know, gettin' bust at Big bank roll in my pocket Ok let's go Totting on 2-2-3's, with my partner smoking hella dope Playboy lifestyle, I get hella hoes Then had the baddest of 'em all And I still ain't even chose Fuck that shit, hang up the phone Ain't talkin' no money, man I'm done with that Told my youngin' he bet not stop, Spendin' on him 'til we done with that I'm walking with hunnid stacks, the drum it hold a hoe a hunnid, yeah He took that blink straight out his pants and top, Ain't gave that boy no passi, put that bitch right on his ass (Drell On The Track) (God damn BJ went [?])