Big Bank (feat. T.I.)

I got big bank casing on a mothafucka Ain't shit changed cause I'm still getting, still mine Ain't no love for a hater tryna fly me, tryna play me Mothafuckas 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 niggas will never get by Flipping the script on the hoes Shine up the grill in these glows Paper dip but never show 'Til the fucking lot was super throwed Players out'chea on game Pimpin' so cold on the hoes 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? Burnin down 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 and wait, these mothafuckas wanna feel that there When the wheel too big and the road ain't shit 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 casing on a mothafucka Ain't shit changed cause I'm still getting, still mine Ain't no love for a hater tryna fly me, tryna play me Mothafuckas 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, currency and revenue Getting to it, all a nigga ever knew When all I ever cared about is how to get it, no doubt Big problems ain't apart of my decimals Make sure it's multiplying Is all I'm ever I worried about If slow money beat no money What the fuck you in a hurry 'bout? Nigga I'm saying, mm Stay getting to that broke shit 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 they 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 needs to be with 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 bitch don't be cleaning up, I need a maid She don't be cooking so I need a chef You 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 casing on a mothafucka Ain't shit changed cause I'm still getting, still mine Ain't no love for a hater tryna fly me, tryna play me Mothafuckas 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 ass Denise In a 415 and 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