I got big bank flexing on a mothaf**ka
Ain't s**t changed cause I'm still getting
Still mine
Ain't no love for a hater tryna fly me
Tryna play me
Mothaf**kas never stop my
Stop shine
Yeah they see me but they still watching
I got shining on re run
On re run
I got shining on re run
Yeah they see me but they still watching
I got shining on re run
On re run
I got shining on re run
I was one deep
Creepin'
Caddy on high
My paint never dry
Forgiato
The women
And tires squeaking
Where n***as will never get by
Flipping the script on the h*es
Shine up the grill in these glows
Paper dip but never show
'Til the f**king lot was super throwed
Players out'chea on game
Pimpin' so cold on the h*es on the two below
That we can put out the flame
Of the blue hand of the roof of the coupe
All I got is bands man
Who got the change
Who got the number to the nearest burger diner
The club can chirp 'fore the clip hit the pole
And do a split
Cause we bought wings
We ain't talking about flights
Talking lemon pepper vodka with the ice
Spent more on js than the steak and the shrimp
Than mo' gon' make in they in life
Ain't tripped up
Never hiccup from the drank
Pick up where I left off on the dank
Flexed out
Never stressed out over chains
Stretched out
Get pressed out on the grain
Woof
You hear that there
I make it where these mothaf**kas feel that there
When the rims too big and the road ain't s**t
It make it hard to steer that there
But it's big bank
Big bank
Big bank
Big bank
One time
I wake up
Cake up
Cake up
Then press
Rewind
I got big bank flexing on a mothaf**ka
Ain't s**t changed cause I'm still getting
Still mine
Ain't no love for a hater tryna fly me
Tryna play me
Mothaf**kas never stop my
Stop shine
Yeah they see me but they still watching
I got shining on re run
On re run
I got shining on re run
Yeah they see me but they still watching
I got shining on re run
On re run
I got shining on re run
Big bank
Big bank
Currency
And revenue
Getting to it
All a n***a ever do
And all I care about is how to get it
No doubt
Big numbers in front of my decimal
Check it
Make sure it's multiplying
Is all I'm ever I worried about
And slow money beat no money
What the f**k you in a hurry 'bout
N***a
I'm saying
Mm
Stay getting to it that broke s**t ain't in my plan
Yeah
Sleep when I'm dead
I'ma grind every day that I can
Got seven kids
And I gotta make sure
All of 'em them fed
By any means
Can't be no excuses
My children can't eat no excuses
My daughter can't sleep in excuses
My son he see me with no paper like keep your excuses
If you ain't producing
You're useless
That's why I'm out here getting to it
Fresh out the booth
I go straight to the stage
Then I go straight to get paid
Hunnid' I earned
Fifty I saved
My b***h don't be cleaning up
I need a maid
She don't be cooking so I need a chef
Ain't giving me nothin'
I get it myself
I'm doing my thing and I did it to death
Stacking them chips
Getting that dough
Millions
Need me a couple hundo
Big mansion with a double front do'
Pretty young thang in a new condo
Pray to god I could stay rich and stay humble
I got big bank flexing on a mothaf**ka
Ain't s**t changed cause I'm still getting
Still mine
Ain't no love for a hater tryna fly me
Tryna play me
Mothaf**kas never stop my
Stop shine
Yeah they see me but they still watching
I got shining on re run
On re run
I got shining on re run
Yeah they see me but they still watching
I got shining on re run
On re run
I got shining on re run
Big bank
Earthlings and aliens
Gather around
Come close
While I tell you the story of fine a*s denise
And the 4 15s in a caprice
Hitting hard like a disrespectful step daddy
The thunder god coming up the block
Going subbing is a way of life
Hugged up with yo' baby mama or your wife
Right on
Sub on
