[Intro]
I got a big fat bankroll
Glo Gang, 1017
Big fat bankroll (Squad)

[Chorus]
I got a big fat bankroll
Tryna rob me, nah I can't go
I guess this n***a mad 'cause he can't glo
Run up on me I'ma give you what you came for
Blew 25 thou' cash just to change clothes
Tryna make a deposit, but the bank closed
If she ain't fucking what she came for?
If she ain't fucking what she came for?

[Post-Chorus]
I got a big fat bankroll
Tryna rob me, nah boy I can't go
I guess this n***a mad 'cause he can't glo
Run up on me I'ma give you what you came for
I got a big fat bankroll
If she ain't tryna bust down what she came for?
Blew a hunnid thou' cash just to change clothes
And another hunnid thou' on a Range Rover

[Verse 1]
You want a show out of Blood, I need a bankroll
Bought a feature and you mad 'cause you can't glo
They like "Blood, why you spent that on pint for?"
I don't ridе bitch, unless the pain Glo
The fеds watching what the fuck you want my name for?
And why the fuck you pussy n***as in my lane for?
You better watch it, I'm a dog, look my lane go
I don't play, I got them chops that man like Pain Go
I got a bullet and this bitch size of a mango
I blow you down you don't want it, now you can't roll
I blow your top off, now you can't wear no Kingo
I blow your top off I'm hard, bitch I can't go
I'm with the squad, G-L-O we with the shit now
We 1017, we be with the brick now
And if you play with us then you gon be the clip now
Your body part fall off, I don't flip now
[Chorus]
I got a big fat bankroll
Tryna rob me, nah I can't go
I guess this n***a mad 'cause he can't glo
Run up on me I'ma give you what you came for
Blew 25 thou' cash just to change clothes
Tryna make a deposit, but the bank closed
If she ain't fucking what she came for?
If she ain't fucking what she came for?

[Post-Chorus]
I got a big fat bankroll
Tryna rob me, nah I can't go
I guess this n***a mad 'cause he can't glo
Run up on me I'ma give you what you came for
I got a big fat bankroll
If she ain't tryna bust down what she came for?
Blew a hunnid thou' cash just to change clothes
And another hunnid thou' on a Range Rover

[Verse 2]
I'm from the Front and you know how my n***as rock out
They don't play games, they on the land with them Glocks out
AKs, MAC-11s, 40 cals them shots out
You don't wanna play I got that bread ain't no top now
And I got my cock out
You can call the cops out
You gon' need the cops out
When I bring that Glock out
That 50 round drum on it
He don't wanna -
I got a hunnid all on it
Put a silencer to hum on it
And I make it jam on it
It's ringing like alarms on it
Ambulance looking at the body like
"Why it ain't got no arms on it?
It ain't got no lungs on it"
Is fucked up, ain't it man?
Blood Money hit the block
I'm shooting shit, raining man
You don't wanna see the block
Blood Money hit the shot
Blood Money hit the shot
And I'm back coming 50 shots
I'ma ride down, hit the block
Everybody with you getting shot
I'm a gang banger -
You don't wanna see my n***as rock
[Chorus]
I got a big fat bankroll
Tryna rob me, nah I can't go
I guess this n***a mad 'cause he can't glo
Run up on me I'ma give you what you came for
Blew 25 thou' cash just to change clothes
Tryna make a deposit, but the bank closed
If she ain't fucking what she came for?
If she ain't fucking what she came for?
I got a big fat bankroll
Tryna rob me, nah I can't go