D-Block Europe - Bankroll Got Bigger lyrics

Mhm a big penadnt
Woo, woo know what I'm sayin'?
Five years in, still the king of the wave
DBE

Yeah, bankroll got bigger
(Bankroll got bigger, ski)
At the traffic light
(At the traffic light, ski)
Drink fill up my liver
(Drink fill up my liver, grr)
I'm in the car, I go fast
(I'm in the car, I go, "Skrrt")
Stretch marks, she Tigger
(Stretch marks, she Tigger)
French manicure (French manicure)
Told her keep it simple
(Told her keep it simple)
Bro, bro be white' (Bro, bro be white)
But, that's still my nigga
(Su, still my nigga)


Gotta move smart in this world of sins
(Woo-woo)
I just got a Range, got pulled over
Kings Lynn (No cap)
Drop the top, just blowin' in the wind
(Woo-woo)
I just bought her three bags (Woo-woo)
No, it ain't a thing

I might fuck her in the ass
I don't givе a shit
I'ma choose the money, not thе love (Love)
Think I'm overdosin' from your love
(From your love)
Think I need you way more than the drugs
(Woo-woo-woo) baby, do not block me
I'ma pull up at your mums (Damn)
V12 engine, when you hear it, you best come
I love my little lady 'cause
She really keep me calm
Hoes hoein' out for niggas that
Don't even make them cum
She like to smoke on Cali, yeah
She like to smoke on Runtz (yeah)
These bitches fuckin' niggas that don't
Even pay for lunch
She going to pilates and she
Workin' on her bum
'Bout to pop a blue pill and
Fuckin' fuck her 'til she numb

Bankroll got bigger
(Bankroll got bigger, ski)
At the traffic light
(At the traffic light, ski)
Drink fill up my liver
(Drink fill up my liver, grr)
I'm in the car, I go fast
(I'm in the car, I go, "Skrrt")
Stretch marks, she Tigger
(Stretch marks, she Tigger)
French manicure (French manicure)
Told her keep it simple
(Told her keep it simple)
Bro, bro be white (Bro, bro be white)
But, that's still my nigga
(Su, still my nigga)
Gotta move smart in this world of sins
(Woo-woo)
I just took a Range, got pulled over
King's Lynn (No cap)
Drop the top, just blowin' in the wind
(Woo-woo)
I just bought her three bags (Woo-woo)
No, it ain't no thing

Haha, oh, you know what I'm sayin'?
Gelato to the face and shit
Brodie's white but like today hello, world

Think you ungrateful (yeah)
My nigga don't play cool (yeah)
I put my foot on the gas
That's a hundred pack on the table (O oh)
And we movin' the crack inside of the flat
And we gotta be faithful (yeah, yeah)
Still whippin' the bands and sell
It to Ben just
To make rent and pay it to Rachel
I roll with the brick buyers
You roll with the dick riders (Ya dig?)
And you should've started a war with the
Jeweler 'cause you got the shit diamonds
(Let's get it)
I still make her flip, she on the tip
She gonna still ride it (yeah)
And, this bankroll gettin' bigger
I ain't got to hide it (yeah)

Bankroll got bigger
(Bankroll got bigger, ski)
At the traffic light
(At the traffic light, ski)
Drink fill up my liver
(Drink fill up my liver, grr)
I'm in the car, I go fast
(I'm in the car, I go, "Skrrt")
Stretch marks, she Tigger
(Stretch marks, she Tigger)
French manicure (French manicure)
Told her keep it simple
(Told her keep it simple)
Bro, bro be white (Bro, bro be white)
But, that's still my nigga
(Su, still my nigga)
Gotta move smart in this world of sins
(Woo-woo)
I just took a Range, got pulled over
King's Lynn (No cap)
Drop the top, just blowin' in the wind
(Woo-woo)
I just bought her three bags (Woo-woo)
No, it ain't no thing