T.I. - Bankrolls On Deck (Lyrics)

[Hook: TI]

Man we got big bankrolls on deck

We the bankroll mob

Bankroll, no check, bankrolls on God

Got big bankrolls on deck

We the bankroll mob

Bankrolls on deck, bankrolls on deck

We the bankroll mob

Got big bankrolls on deck

We the bankroll mob

[Verse 1: TI]

Get the mils in the bank, get the racks on person

50 to 75 at a time, on purpose

Shittin' in the hood with the GATs on person

If a nigga out of line the .45 go to squirtin'

And I ain't fuckin' around, am I?

I'ma probably about the hardest ever out of Atlanta

It's a ring of real niggas, got the game in the slang

Nine out of ten, it's my homeboy number

[Verse 2: Young Thug]

I told my ho back up, oh shit, don't need no beotch

I get on beats and talk my shit just like a beotch

Ho you a beotch, girl you a beotch

Bae you a beotch

Forever I love Atlanta like a FILA

I pull up in Houston, hit stickmatic Eli

I might get caught up with lots of guns like TI

I don't want your ho, I want your honey like a beehive

I don't want your ho, I want your honey like a beehive

[Hook: TI]

[Verse 3: Shad da God]

Barrels bustin' out Balmain

Plain hundreds, they like Jane

Bitch I'm out in these streets like a Reindeer

Your ho not gonna stutter my name

She actually gone say that shit clear

You know lows (?) pimpin' in her ear

Make the lil' ho do a split like a check

Then I lost it like police in my rear

I can put this on God

(?) get smoked like some dope in (?)

Dope in the (?), lots of dope in the (?)

Lots of dope in the (?)

Who is drinkin'? I need oil with me

Jigga, Thug, gotta pay lawyer fees

Bitch we really with the trap and the reef'

Too much cheese, got that Mac all on me

[Hook: TI]

[Verse 4: TI]

The trap went left while we stayin' down with it

While you bullshit, we the one playin' around with it

Keep a nigga wouldn't walk around with a 50 in the clip

I ain't even need to stand around with it

And I demand all 50, states in the states, everybody ride with me

For you to go to Queens probably gotta call 50

When I'm in the pizzeria and I got it all with me

What the fuck you thought little ho? Got big bankrolls on deck

Break a quarter mil just to blow, put (?) and dough on that

[Verse 5: Young Thug]

Brush a nigga standin' on the block, got a whole bunch of pills in the sack

And they blue dolphins, pussy nigga playin', he left in the coffin

I been jumped off my momma porch

And I go crazy when bored

Give education like Du Bois

Cliff, I'm a bloody little dog

12 inches in her like a yard

Big bankroll without fraud

These little niggas not makin' any noise

[Hook: TI]

[Outro: PeeWee Roscoe]