Tilly - Break the Bank Lyrics

Big Sean, working 10 to 10, like I'm a Mexican
Xero Gang the letterman, to show that I'm a veteran
They ask me who I'm better than
The whole f*cking industry, my verse just like my nina shots
It f*ck them like a lesbian

(Damn son, where'd you find this?)

Y'all gone know that I'm the realist (its Tilly)
Once all of y'all ni**as hear this (Xero gang)
Nodding yo head to my lyrics (oh yeah)
Body bouncing, Holy Spirit (lets get it)
Check gotta go thru my ceiling (them bands)
My car got stars in the ceiling (Jack)
Need them commas like a sentence (I need em)
Y'all already know Ima get it (I'm gone get it)

I'm about to break the bank (break the bank fam)
I don't really give a damn about what you think (f*ck about what you think fam)
Any ni**a gotta problem, we can link (pull up we can link fam)
I got shooters like they coming off a screen

I say I'm bout to break the bank, they laugh like bro is you for real?
Say ain't got time for the nonsense, I say only time will tell
The plug, he finna kick the pack, that bitch going down the field
Jacoby Jones, I run it back, like the ravens with the bills

Got plugs like Costco with the deals, dudes like Emeril with the dope
Dudes like amtrak with yo bitch, they like the Pistons in yo hoe
Like Steph curry from a distance, I ain't missing with the scope
And if yo chick come up missing, know my kids is in her throat, Hoe

I f*ck yo chick for the fun and she f*ck for the fame, my ni**a it's one in the same
I heard you found out now you pissed, got yo guns in a blaze, but ni**a don't come for my name

Who knew that she was gone come in my lane
No legs for this hoe, but I'm running game
Plotting and planning, I'm Nick Cannon
Go grab the stick and the drum then I bang

Y'all gone know that I'm the realist (its Tilly)
Once all of y'all ni**as hear this (Xero gang)
Nodding yo head to my lyrics (oh yeah)
Body bouncing, Holy Spirit (lets get it)
Check gotta go thru my ceiling (them bands)
My car got stars in the ceiling (Jack)
Need them commas like a sentence (I need em)
Y'all already know Ima get it (I'm gone get it)

I'm about to break the bank (break the bank fam)
I don't really give a damn about what you think (f*ck about what you think fam)
Any ni**a gotta problem, we can link (pull up we can link fam)
I got shooters like they coming off a screen

Big Sean, working 10 to 10, like I'm a Mexican
Xero Gang the letterman, to show that I'm a veteran
They ask me who I'm better than
The whole f*cking industry, my verse just like my nina shots
It f*ck them like a lesbian

Y'all know Tilly spitting classics, triple D em like the Mavericks
Got yo bitch inside the booth and her neck look like its elastic
Going hard just like Sebastian, my last name was Telfair
And a young ni**a always fresh like I'm the prince of bel-air

So call me William, my house like uncle Phil and them all
Or you can even call me mike cause I'm too ill with the ball
Indian burn that last line, to put a twist on my bars
Or you can even call me mike, cause I keep killing you dogs

If y'all on a track, then that bitch is wack
If I'm on a track, then that bitch is a go
If I got that pack, then I got the act
Bro go get the strap, and I hit the road

Heard that the ops was on snitch to the po
Now that shit thick, yeah you ni**as is bold
Think that I'm lucifer when I get thru with you
Having you lil ni**as sell em yo soul

Y'all gone know that I'm the realist (its Tilly)
Once all of y'all ni**as hear this (Xero gang)
Nodding yo head to my lyrics (oh yeah)
Body bouncing, Holy Spirit (lets get it)
Check gotta go thru my ceiling (them bands)
My car got stars in the ceiling (Jack)
Need them commas like a sentence (I need em)
Y'all already know Ima get it (I'm gone get it)

I'm about to break the bank (break the bank fam)
I don't really give a damn about what you think (f*ck about what you think fam)
Any ni**a gotta problem, we can link (pull up we can link fam)
I got shooters like they coming off a screen

Big Sean, working 10 to 10, like I'm a Mexican
Xero Gang the letterman, to show that I'm a veteran
They ask me who I'm better than
The whole f*cking industry, my verse just like my nina shots
It f*ck them like a lesbian

These ni**as pussy, y'all felines
Y'all probably wetter than seasides
I'm a run your pockets, then take your bitch
So i can f*ck in the meantime

She suck and swallow every streamline
My new girl is a mean dime
But her best friend too bad
Like she got expelled from school 3 times

30, 15, 36
Thats her best friend measurements
Switch em for the betterment
She break necks like the exorcist
She tastier than peppermints