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I send this out to my childhood role model
Cap mursk big bank rolls, suzuki all bauds
Fresh starchy clothes had all da fine hoes
Every time he took a picture
He pulled out his bankroll
I watched I observed niggas taught me how to serve (word)
Turnt 16 I was gettin a quarter bird
Big knots in my dickie pants
Had a plug on dat weed
And had a plug on dat cain 'm off da chain mayne
Trell came home I was on
Everythang dat nigga throwed me it was gone
Lil ivy taught me bankrolls
Fuck a bitch I got dis caine mayne
And I got dis weed and syrup shit
Well let's get rich I got too many knots
I couldn't put it in a box (damn)
6 months really a nigga actin' silly
Made a 150 when I put it in my mind
I can make a million dollars if I grind, bankroll tim
Bankroll after bank roll
Big money I like it bank roll after bank roll a million
Dollars on my mine 100 gs at a time
I'm like a bitch with a bank roll
Take a nigga shoppin' got her own shit take a nigga
Blockin' you out there poppin' them pills
Fuckin' them stank hoes
Keep it real you ain't really about your bank rolls
Satisfy a couple stacks now you
Straight blushin' drugs every day
Nigga now every day I spend a thousand cash
So every time money calls I gotta bust my ass
I'm on the grind bitch bank roll after bank roll
I'm ain't playin my nigga I got a mansion my nigga
Now just hit me with a bank roll she
Just hit me with a bank roll
But I call them back like I need more
So many keys I can feed it
Ain't a game partner all long I eaten good
Ask my baby momma threw
All the drama Ima shine I'ma grind
And picture the booth with a big bank roll
Bank roll after bank roll a million 100s on my mind
A 100 gs at a time nigga
Bank roll after bank roll a million 100s on my mind
A 100 gs at a time nigga
Mr bank roll shit I'm just chillin'
Head in to ny city talkin' about a nother mille
What up mr bank roll
Same thing stackin' my paper till the game done change
Cause I love me a bank roll fuckin' right
Cause with out it who am
I make the haters wanna cry
Drive by homicides had your life
Cold niggas ain't killin' for stripes
They want a bank roll you want the hoe
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 niggas on tv stuntin' at me
Talkin' gucci bag money and thats funny to me
When you see me can miss me
Please don't diss me
Couple bank rolls have ya ass missin' bank rolls
Bank roll after bank roll a million 100s on my mind
A 100 gs at a time nigga
Bank roll after bank roll a million 100s on my mind
A 100 gs at a time nigga
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