Drew Severs - Big Bank (Freestyle) Lyrics

Big Bank, get paid, bitch that's how I live
My ceiling higher than the clouds, can't f*ck with the kid
I flash a band and she all on me, come and get your bitch
Okay, goddamn, you try and step to me, I bust your lip

Okay, goddamn, she movin' side to side, she moves her hips
She workin' like she get some bread and she gon' need some tips
I get a bag, it's crunch time, bitch, I'm not talkin' bout chips
I'm poppin' 5 or 8 cause goddamn, I just need a trip

I pop like 5 or 8, I'm trippin', bitch, I'm in the Rari
I'm never sober, told my mama that I'm f*ckin' sorry
I do not mean to be this way, but shit, I like to party
Okay, goddamn, I'm dyin' lit, I'll rock out like I'm Carti

I smoke my dope, Kid Cudi, bitch, I'm with my f*ckin' cuzzi
Bad bitch givin' brain, but I'm just tryna f*ckin' study
Under the influence, but I'm not no f*ckin' druggie
I'm just tryna find some love, goddamn, someone hug me

He a rat, he a bitch, that is not your buddy
I don't bang shit, bitch, you know it's gon' get real bloody
I lay him down in the dirt, okay, you gettin' muddy, bitch

Aye, haha, aye

Big Bank, get paid, bitch that's how I live
My ceiling higher than the clouds, can't f*ck with the kid
I flash a band and she all on me, come and get your bitch
Okay, goddang, you try and step to me, I bust your lip

Okay, goddamn, she movin' side to side, she moves her hips
She workin' like she get some bread and she gon' need some tips
I get a bag, it's crunch time, bitch, I'm not talkin' bout chips
I'm poppin' 5 or 8 cause goddamn, I just need a trip

I pop like 5 or 8, I'm trippin', bitch, I'm in the Rari
I'm never sober, told my mama that I'm f*ckin' sorry
I do not mean to be this way, but shit, I like to party
Okay, goddamn, I'm dyin' lit, I'll rock out like I'm Carti