Break The Bank (feat. Meek Mill)

Let this bitch hold my Bentley, I ain't seen it in months

I been drippin' sauce lately, they been eating it up

One point two, spend two hundred, we gon' even it up

Send them through, get them birdies, we gon' season them up

Break the bank, **** gon' break the bank

New Ferrari on the strip, they said we can't

Break the bank, **** gon' break the bank

VVs drippin' off me like a sink

I be in the trenches with all my ice on, yeah

All these pointers, we don't need the lights on, yeah

I can't trust these **** 'cause they're pythons, yeah

Anytime you see me, got that pipe on, yeah

I'm so rich, ain't got no safe

All these **** know we don't play

Smoke that boy, he in my way

You don't hustle, don't get no play

Doing a backflip off the yacht

Fucking them up while M.I.A

I give a fuck about who you shot

**** will put your head on a plate

**** will put your brain on the curb, I give them with a word

**** ain't got me chopped and screwed, sippin' and serve

Excuse me, bitch, don't mean to be rude, but I gotta curve

Got some work, still I'm making them moves and I got a perp

Big bank shawty, I got 40 on my hip

40 in my pocket at the 4040 lit

I stay in my lane on some Tory, Tory shit

I got foreigns, I can't locate 'cause I'm really, really rich

Let the bitch hold my Bentley, I ain't seen it in months

I been drippin sauce lately, they been eating it up

One point two, spend two hundred we gon' even it up

Send them through, get them birdies, we gon' season 'em up

Break the bank, **** gon' break the bank

New Ferrari on the strip, they said we can't

Break the bank, **** gon' break the bank

VVs drippin' off me like a sink

Bring them racks out, I'm gon' bring that pack out

Diamonds always hitting, hit like Pacquiao

Got choppers on the east, on the west I bring that mack out

Told her call me street 'cause I got lights that never black out

30 on me with a duffle with like 2chainz, like 2chainz

If I save your number on this trap phone, I use context, I don't do names

Fuck ****, I'm still trappin', thumbin' through all these blue things

I be wanting to go back lowkey, but that lowkey shit don't feel the same

Trappin' out the Ford, got backend money, you still getting fronted, I graduated

Assault rifle with a hundred, ****, every charge I get come with aggravated

I jumped out running sprints after that stretch

Scooped yo bitch up in a Lamb' and got her wet

You **** only lit 'cause you got a rap check

You hot ass **** need to go get a rat check, hey

Meek be in the hood, ain't get a chain snatched yet

If a ring missin', we gon' ring ya block with fifty techs, ****

Let the bitch hold my Bentley, I ain't seen it in months

I been drippin' sauce lately, they been eating it up

One point two, spend two hundred, we gon' even it up

Send them through, get them birdies, we gon' season 'em up

Break the bank, **** gon' break the bank

New Ferrari on the strip, they said we can't

Break the bank, **** gon' break the bank

VVs drippin' off me like a sink