[Hook]

I got a big bank (x8)

[Verse 1]

Watch we walk up in the bank
I cashed a check and it was blank
I act a hundred, what you think
I act a hundred, what you think, man

I got a plan like I was Plankton
She looking good with that ol' dank tan
I bend her over and I spank them
I over-do and I outrank them

This bitch is thinking she can tame me
She said its bigger than a plaintain
All of these racks, I'm gonna maintain
And all my homies do the same thing

Oooh, bring it back
All these bitches on my dick is what you lack
Oooh, crack
I got a line and then I ain't give any slack
Oooh, I'm sorry
But I don't wanna play these games like an Atari
Sipping on Bacardi, hating when they card me
Now I'm tryna fucking 'member why they disregard me
She ain't got class, tardy, busting like Marty
Looking for her purpose like Dory
If you out here looking for a reason for me to lose all my cash well bitch you better get to dialing up Maury, ugh

[Hook]

I got a big bank (x4)

[Verse 2]

Hunnids in my backpack, spend it get my pack back, caking like a flapjack
All my whips are matte black, Gucci brought the trap back, where the fucking rats at
I don't give a rats ass, money on the fast track
Broke ass, cast that, life I'm gon' outlast that
Where my fucking past at, bitch I'm moving past that
They call me the fat cat, pussy's where I crash at

Your bitch got a nice ass, but my bitch is priceless
Stomping like some elephants, scaring off your mice ass
High like where the kites at, or where private flights at
Carb up, where the rice at, cut it man I splice that
I'm the former and the latter, I can serve you off a platter, bust your head and make it splatter
Run it up like its some cattle, give her wood like its a paddle, cause her ass was looking fatter

Steves the fucking man, you know he fucking with the flannel
Drinking all this rum and Coke is fucking my enamel
Bitch, I burn it down but I'm not fucking with the camel
I control your bitch until I wanna change the channel

[Hook]

I got a big bank (x8)