BIG BANK Lyrics

Pucker up motherfuckers

Cash, check, charge, boy you know I take it

He spend it all just to get a bitch naked

100 dollar bills in the air when I shake it

Take me to bed just so we can wake and bake it

Prada wallet and my Prada bag and my Prada tote

Yes he keep me in designer from my head to my toes

We bought Dolce & Gabbana but they're phobic to the most

Got a collar for my doggy that was featured up in Vogue

I like money and I like to spend it

I've been putting on my Loub's just to get rear-ended

I don't ever leave a shopping centre empty-handed

Yeah, my fit too rich, leave a bitch offended

Big bank got me acting like a whore

Gucci, Pucci and Dior got me on all fours

Yes, I got enough but I wanna little more

I'm talking why I spend mine, when I can spend yours

Big bank, he gotta big bank

And if he spending then we fucking till the room stank

I said big bank, he gotta big bank

And if he spending then we fucking till the room

Itsy, bitsy, yellow-dotted bikini

I make a dick disappear, so they call me Houdini

I roll up late, order me a Bellini

I keep granting all his wishes like a god damn genie

Making money when I'm on my knees

Now I got him making faces like he bout to sneeze

Mona Lisa, pussy masterpiece

Paying more for the oat milk, I'm saving the bees

Big bank got me acting like a whore

Elevator to the PH floor

First date, taking me to the store

I better leave with a little Dior

Big bank, he gotta big bank

And if he spending then we fucking till the room stank

I said big bank, he gotta big bank

I'm acting naughty just so I can get a big spank

Big bank, he gotta big bank

And if he spending then we fucking till the room stank

I said big bank, he gotta big bank

And if he spending then we fucking till the room stank

I got him eating like it's RiRi's cake

Like that equal opportunity, he giving, I take

He light it up, put it in, like an easy bake

And when he say he like it raw, he ain't talking steak

Now all the boys in the yard want my milkshake

And now we bouncing on the bed, like an earthquake

Keep on going and going until my back break

Now I know why bitches stay mad, because their purse fake

Big bank, he gotta big bank

And if he spending then we fucking till the room stank

I said big bank, he gotta big bank

And if he spending then we fucking till the room stank

Big bank, he gotta big bank

And if he spending then we fucking till the room stank

I said big bank, he gotta big bank

And if he spending then we fucking till the room stank

No for real, I'm rich