Big Bankroll

Big Bankroll - Youngboy Never Broke Again

Lyrics by：Kentrell Gaulden/Kendrell Mattox/Jaylen Lorenz Jackson/Brandon Russel

Drell On The Track

Godd**n BJ with another one

Yeah

I'm full of d**gs and I'm still turnt up n***a

I'm still in love and I'm and I'm and I'm muggin' n***a

I'll kill a n***a if he ever try to slug a n***a

Huh yeah look

Big bankroll in my pocket okay let's go

Toting on 223s with my partner smoking hella d**e

Playboy lifestyle I got hella h*es

Then had the baddest of 'em all

And I still ain't never chose

F**k that s**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***h right on his a*s

I say murder we gon' the blow the curb up

I'm talkin' to thе point where they can't even 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***as h*es

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 s**t then get it sold

Face the b***h he break the code

I take that Tar & Ferry f**k that n***a I could make my own

We call it Hard Feddi blood on this you take it lose your dome

I got n***as servin' for me now my baby mamas used to f**k

That spot you known them n***as 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***a know I'm in that car most time tryna see if they out here b***h

Big bankroll in my pocket okay let's go

Toting on 223s with my partner smoking hella d**e

Playboy lifestyle I got hella h*es

Then had the baddest of 'em all

And I still ain't never chose

F**k that s**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***h right on his a*s

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**k I think I jinxed myself 'cause I just ran out of leaves

Man look I'm d**ed up and I'm f**ked up f**k that p***y n***a

N***a know them jiggas got d**e inside 'em

So I'm bucked up tryna zip a n***a

Since I was eighteen on who made me

I ain't go two months without killing me a n***a

Let them n***as talk that s**t for Insta

God'll tell you I'm a bloody n***a lil' b***h

Two books I split between two n***as ain't get it back

Officer when you talk 'bout selling d**gs I sell verses you mean crack

'Cause that's the only I got I serve that s**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***hes out like back to back

Make 'em come and draw the chalk who next

I want another hat like motherf**k that

I tell my twin "You better not motherf**kin' touch that"

Every time we see you up that b***h you know you gettin' bust at

Big bankroll in my pocket okay let's go

Toting on 223s with my partner smoking hella d**e

Playboy lifestyle I got hella h*es

Then had the baddest of 'em all

And I still ain't never chose

F**k that s**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***h right on his a*s

Murder we gon' throw the curveball

Gotta get it boy them p***y a*s n***as can't say nothin'

Drell On The Track

We gon' pile up drill 'em all yeah

Godd**n BJ with another one

Pull up we gon' spray 'em down yeah