Big KRIT - Big Bank Lyrics

I got big bank casing on a muthaf*cka

Ain't shit changed cuz' I'm still getting mine

Ain't no love for a hater tryna fly me, tryna play me

Muthaf*ckas never stop my 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 creep in it

Caddy on high, my paint never dry

Forgi I don't know rim and the tires

Squeaking where niggas will never get by

Flipping the script on these hoes

Shine up the grill in these glows

Paper dip, but never show

'Til the f*cking lot was super throwed

Players out chea' on game

Pimp pimping so cold on the hoes and its two below

That we can put out the flame

Of the blue hand of the roof on the coup all I got is bands man

Who got the change?

Who got the number to the nearly burned it down

The club can chirp before the clip hit the pole and do a split

'Cause we bought wings

We ain't talking about flight, talking lemon pepper vodka with ice

Spit more on J than steak and the shrimp than mo' gon make in they in life

We ain't tripped up, never hiccup from the drink

Pick up where I left off on the dank

Flex out, never stressed out over chains

Stretched out, get pressed out on the grain

You hear that dere', I make these muthaf*ckas wanna feel that dere'

When the wheel too big, and the road ain't shit

Make it hard to steer that dere', but it

Big bank, big bank, big bank, big bank, big bank

One time, I wake up

Cake up, cake up, cake up, then press rewind



I got big bank casing on a muthaf*cka

Ain't shit changed cuz' I'm still getting mine

Ain't no love for a hater tryna fly me, tryna play me

Muthaf*ckas never stop my 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, 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 f*ck you in a hurry bout'?

Nigga, I'm saying

Stay getting to that broke shit ain't in my plan

Sleep with the dead, I'ma grind every day that I can

Gots seven kids, and I gotta make sure all of them 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 nuthin', 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, stay rich, stay humble



I got big bank casing on a muthaf*cka

Ain't shit changed cuz' I'm still getting mine

Ain't no love for a hater tryna fly me, tryna play me

Muthaf*ckas never stop my 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