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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Derrick Cobb
Songwriter
Ashley Whitaker
Songwriter
Ebonie Smith
Songwriter
Brandon Lewis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ebonie Smith
Recording Engineer
Atlantic Studios
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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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