YG - Big Bank (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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YG - Big Bank (en) Lyrics
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My bitch drive a all white Range
Couldn't hit it if you nigga's had aim
Lames can't call and you a lame
You had it then you lost
it, hall of shame
I can buy a Bentley, don't talk to me
For a show 150, don't talk to me
You ain't never helped your
mans, don't talk to me
You just follow all the trends,
don't talk to me
I set the bar, I'm the fuckin' bar
Look in the sky, I'm a fuckin' star
I don't fall in love 'cause
I be lovin' hard
Do everything like my shirt
Extra large
I don't care how I crash a Ghost
Got two cribs in two states,
I be doing the most
I got white folks money
that I won't blow
If you ask why 'cause the
white folks don't
Big bank take lil' bank (bank)
Type of money you gon' need a safe
Type of money you gon' need a bank
From the hood, it's type of
money make you stay awake
Type of money she gon' let
you put it in her face
Everything proper, no propaganda
Tropicana Goyard Bandana
Big sack, a lotta hoes like Santa
Threw a birthday party in a Phantom
Big shit like a dinosaur did it
And you know Tity shinin' like acrylic
Yeah I sold dope, I had cornrows
I can you see niggas hang
with the door close
Now I'm lookin' for a glove
with the sparkle on it
And my C.B.D got chocolate on it
Big bank take small ass shit
Bank account on some tall ass shit
Attitude on some fuck you too
Bankroll on what it do, boo?
Meet me at the room at five
And if I ain't did it yet, I'll try
She said, "Whatchu' gon
do if I leave?"
I said, "Bitch, I'ma do me"
B.I.G., bitch everything zoomed in
Big bag on me lookin'
like I'm movin' in
Got my foot in the door
and we still here
I'm a first generation millionaire
I broke the curse in my
family not having shit
I'm passionate, like girls that's after
more than just cash and dick
Feed me to the wolves now
I lead the pack and shit
You boys all cap, I'm more
Colin Kaepernick
I'm rare as affordable health care
or going to wealth from welfare
I turn my Ws to Ms, yeah I flip those
I might buy her red bottoms
with the crypto
3 coins, that'll pay ya whole semester
But you gotta ride it
better than a Tesla
back again
Back to back Maybach, stack the Ms
Told em' I'm Miss Slim
Shady, bagged the Em
Once he go black, he'll be back again
Tell them hoes that it's
crunch time, abdomen
Yes, I cop mad Chanel and mad Given'
She did it again, imagine them
'Bout to make these bum
bitches mad again
back to them
I lead the pack so my backs to them
Yep, the queen's back,
what's happenin'?
Re-run, 'bout to make these
bitches rap again
Diamond chains on my ankle
Young Money in the cut
like a shank though
Tell T.I.P. rubber band's
in my bankroll
Show my ass like a stank ho
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