Bankroll Squad by David Weaver

Author:David Weaver [Weaver, David]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Unknown
Published: 0100-12-31T22:00:00+00:00

“

I

put on for my city/ On, on for my city/ Ooooooooooonnn,”

The Young Jeezy song blasted through the huge club speakers. This song ignited the Squad’s swagger, and made them feel that it was okay to put on. So they put on ... in a major way. All eyes had already been on them when they first entered Club Supreme, but now, they were the absolute center of attention. All the lights in the club had dimmed except for the spotlight that shined on the Bankroll Squad as they stood on the toptier balcony, over the dance floor. Their wardrobes were immaculate. A couple of lower level ballers knew that all of their clothing had to have been custom made, because they had never seen any of the apparel in any of the upscale clothing stores. The jewelry that they were sporting was so bright that it looked blurry. Ears, necks, and wrists were sparkling so strong that everybody swore that their diamonds were moving; as if the jewels had miniature lives and business that they needed to get handled.

“ I Put Onnnnnnnn,” the DJ played the chorus one last time and then let the instrumental play without the vocals.

The DJ screamed into the mic over the instrumental, then he stopped the instrumental.

“Wait, wait, wait! I don’t think ya’ll understood me when I said that these niggas were about to make in rain! Show some respect to the biggest ballers in the city and some of the biggest in the state! The Bankroll Squad!”

“I Put Onnnnnnnnn.”

As the song started back playing, Malcolm started emptying a duffle bag filled with one dollar bills out over the dance floor. Both women and men dropped to the floor, frantically scraping up as many of the dollar bills as they could. Malcolm smiled at the sight of literally throwing away $25,000 like it was a candy wrapper. The spotlight was so addictive to Malcolm, that as soon as he made it rain in memory of Marco (Marco used to say that he made $25,000 a minute, so what’s spending a minute on a watch) he bought out the bar in memory of Pam. All the females wished that they could catch one of the members of the Bankroll Squad and all of the guys wished that they could have it like they had it. When the valet pulled the Lamborghini up to the door, all the women went crazy trying to give Malcolm and Catfish their cell and home numbers, but the club’s security worked diligently to protect their biggest customers from the harassment.

Luther was soaking it all up. He knew that if he stayed down, his dedication wouldn’t become overlooked and Malcolm would possibly reward him by giving him Marco’s job. Luther rode with Prince Tron as they trailed Malcolm’s Lambo on the way to the Red Carpet. Catfish rode with Malcolm, but he was paranoid as hell sitting in the expensive car with him. He held on to an Uzi and looked all

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