Yeah, uh huh
Got a bankroll won't Fold 'bitches play game like
M.I.T. goin' crazy

Got a bankroll won't fold
Bitch play game's like tic-tac-toe
Cross a nigga up, pick and roll

He back in that hole, I'm back in that mode
Pursuing' all of my goals
Swing shit out the whip like crack on stove

She sucking me sloppy
I know that she want me
No dozing , I pour up a four

I run out of lean,& ain't having no option
Ain't trippin I go get some more

Yo man's out of pocket
Got blue's in my pocket
I gotta big check &
It's bout to deposit

Cashing out, I never need me a wallet
I know I'm fly ' I be higher than pilot

Walking' Him down, we ain't wasting' no mileage
I love a woman, who keep it on silent

Okay, Friday, it's going down like Smackdown
Hunnid Round if a nigga wanna play around
Hunnid Round make a fuck, nigga lay down

Where the Percs
Need the drugs in me right now
Pop out, you don't see me like night out

In the whip got me lifting her nightgown
I be fucking her good, turn the lights out
When the play come on, It get wiped out, uhhh

Niggas they hatin' on me
Glock on me, turn them to Swiss cheese

Nigga's ain't gettin' no money
Need to go take a paternity leave

I'm bout to go make her get right on her knees
The dick in her jaw with ease

Pull up my joggs and grab my capsule
Adios, I gotta leave

I be standing on business
The business ain't never gone stand up on me

Showing' that cheddar that ain't even yours
Nigga, that's nacho cheese
D.O.A. on the scene
Vacant the premises, we gotta leave

He drinking Red Bull, he think he
Got angels around, now he flying with wings

Got A Bankroll won't fold,
Bitch's, play a game like tic-tac-toe

Cross a nigga up, pick and roll
He back in that hole, I'm back in that mode

Pursuing' all of my goals
Swing shit out the whip like crack on stove

She sucking me sloppy
I know that she want me, no dozin
I pour up a four

I run out of lean', I ain't having' no option
Ain't trippin', I go get some more

Yo Man's outta pocket, got blue's in my pocket
I gotta big check & it's bout to deposit

Cashing ' out, I never need me a wallet
I know I'm fly ' I be higher then pilot

Walking them down, we ain't wasting no mileage

I love a woman, who keep it on silent

I'm a rockstar, no, I'm not a pop star
We got steel, I don't kill, I step on fire
Shawty, he don't walk the white, he want the wockhardt
Love like my girls in the front yard

These big 4'5s and F&Ns, bih, you won't make it far
I came from riding strikers, now we up on foreign car's