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Big Bank (feat. Ashley Whitaker)
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Derrick Cobb
Derrick Cobb
Songwriter
Ashley Whitaker
Ashley Whitaker
Songwriter
Ebonie Smith
Ebonie Smith
Songwriter
Brandon Lewis
Brandon Lewis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ebonie Smith
Ebonie Smith
Recording Engineer
Atlantic Studios
Atlantic Studios
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah Tell em Big bank Big Bank Big bank where I come from Big bank where I come from I made him ball so hard, he passed out I had to break his ass down, Now he cashing out Big Bank Big bank where I come from Big bank where I come from Big bank, I'm the only one they asking bout I ain't one of these ratchet ass niggas with they asses out I could really show you little dusty ass hoes How to get out here and get it (I can really really show you) How to be the first one to make it Be the hottest and the youngest out the city Just doing what I'm suppose to I'm suppose to be in my bag Suppose to be draggin' all they ass They ain't coming close too All the shit that I done did I don't play wit nobody else kids Tell 'em get the fuck from round me Big bank where I come from Big bank where I come from Made him ball so hard, he passed out I had to break his ass down, Now he maxing out Big Bank Big bank where I come from Big bank where I come from We got cards, cash, all these bags All this ass you know big ol bank Dawg I ain't trippin I done made it off the block I see all them hoes hating But they ain't hating from the top I'm a wick that's already lit And that time ticking on the clock I went from Little bank to the big bank All y'all could do was watch I need that code to the safe You got dollars I got commas I'm a beast up in this game Bruh You stay switching sides Claim you only switching lanes Yea I Stay spitting that knowledge But my flow spit insane Do my thang, So quit acting tough I probably hit a paparazzi when I'm backing up She told me that she love him But her man just ain't man enough Said he sent the dot to my phone But it's not accurate Fuck it, I like to go hard baby Leave the club in a Rarri Then Pull back up in Mercedes I Got the game by its throat Hand tights no statements I Stole it like a bip Now it ain't for the taking Big bank where I come from Big bank where I come from Made him ball so hard, he passed out I had to break his ass down, Now he maxing out Big Bank Big bank where I come from Big bank where I come from We got cards, cash, all these bags All this ass you know big ol bank Now don't be mad when I pass you up Big Maserati not no Acura (not no Acura) Quit all that talking you ain't cashing out (cashing out) This ain't nothing like that sweet shit They ass been passing out Uh, and real recognize real If you seen what I seen You probably feel how I feel Uh and you can take that L to the head Cuz' you knowing damn well you just heard what I said nigga I said cash out, cash out Imma make a rich nigga cash out Bring the bags out, the racks out Imma make a rich nigga cash out Big Bank Big bank where I come from Big bank where I come from Made him ball so hard, he passed out I had to break his ass down, Now he maxing out Big Bank Big bank where I come from Big bank where I come from We got cards, cash, all these bags All this ass you know big ol bank I make em' max it out I'm not your average Make sure you come correct, come accurate Anything less, I ain't having it Uh Big Bank Big bank, fuck a little bank Big Bank Big bank, fuck a little bank
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