Lyrics Youngboy Never Broke Again – Big Bankroll

Big Bankroll Lyrics – Youngboy Never Broke Again

Singer: Youngboy Never Broke Again
Title: Big Bankroll

I’m full of drugs and I’m still turnt up, n#gg#
I’m still in love and I’m and I’m and I’m muggin’, n#gg#
I’ll kill a n#gg# if he ever try to slug a n#gg#
Huh? Yeah, look

Big bankroll in my pocket, okay, let’s go
Toting on 223s with my partner smoking hella dope
Playboy lifestyle, I got hella hoes
Then had the baddest of ’em all

And I still ain’t never chose
**** that sh#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#tch right on his #ss

I say murder, we gon’ the blow the curb up
I’m talkin’ to thе point where they can’t еven serve nothin’
I say they 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 that ‘Raq for ’bout a month, these n#gg#s 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
Mold the sh#t then get it sold

Face the b#tch, he break the code
I talk that Tar & Ferry, **** that n#gg#, I could make my own
We call Hard Feddi, blood on this, you take it, lose your dome
I got n#gg#s servin’ for me now my baby mamas used to ****

That spot you known them n#gg#s 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
n#gg# know I’m in that car, most time I’m tryna see if they here, b#tch
Big bankroll in my pocket, okay, let’s go

Toting on 223s with my partner smoking hella dope
Playboy lifestyle, I got hella hoes
Then had the baddest of ’em all
And I still ain’t never chose

**** that sh#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#tch right on his #ss
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, ****, I think I jinxed myself ’cause I just ran out of leaves
Man, look, I’m doped up and I’m ****ed up, **** that p#ss# n#gg#

n#gg# know them jiggas got dope inside ’em, so I’m bucked up tryna zip a n#gg#
Since I was eighteen on, who made me?
I ain’t go two months without killing me a n#gg#
Let them n#gg#s talk that sh#t for Insta

God’ll tell you I’m a bloody n#gg#, lil’ b#tch
Two books I split between two n#gg#s, and get it back
Officer, when you talk ’bout selling drugs, I sell verses, you mean crack
‘Cause that’s the only I got, I serve that sh#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#tches out like back to back

Make ’em come and draw the charc, who next?
I want another hat like mother**** that
I ten my twin, you better not mother****in’ touch that
Every time we see you up that

b#tch, you know you gettin’ bust at
Big bankroll in my pocket, okay, let’s go
Toting on 223s with my partner smoking hella dope
Playboy lifestyle, I got hella hoes

Then had the baddest of ’em all
And I still ain’t never chose
**** that sh#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#tch right on his #ss
Murder, we gon’ throw the curveball
Gotta get it, boy, them p#ss# #ss n#gg#s can’t say nothin’
(Drell On The Track) We gon’ pile up, drill ’em all, yeah

(g#dd#mn, BJ with another one) Pull up, we gon’ spray ’em down, yeah
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