Bank Roll, Pt. 2

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 the serve (word)
Turnt sixteen I was gettin' a quarter bird, big knots in my Dickie pants,
Had a plug on dat weed and had a plug on
That cain 'm off da chain mayne! Trell came home I was on,
Everything 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 one fifty
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 hundred 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 everytime 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 I'm a shine I'm a grind
And picture the booth with a big bank roll

Bank roll after bank roll a million hundred's
On my mind a hundred gs at a time nigga
Bank roll after bank roll a million hundred's
On my mind a hundred gs at a time nigga

Mr bank roll shit
I'm just chillin' head in to N.Y.
City talkin' about another milli'
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