Sank Lil Bank

Big bank sank lil bank, dripping in a tank I'm a twisted crank when they get to hate Why they hit the breaks? I'ma win the race If they want the racks, they gon build a case I ain't one to brag but I move the chains I been in my bag, like some glue n tape They don't understand, I got moves to make You could keep it steady staying in yo lane (Real life all I see. Real life feel like it's all a dream) Born to be ready for anything We sipping spaghetti in Italy I don't need confetti just bring me the drinks She like, "I don't need a wedding just give me a ring" Bitch imma stick to my roots Im planing on breaking the vault Won't let up no takin it ease Just stack up no takin a loss They cappin ain't swim in the deep No I ain't of afraid the sharks There's a whole lotta drip in the sea My riders gon wait on my mark We ride from the west to the east Connectin the links to the source The money been helpin me think of the ways To remind em they needing a boss I know they attention is weak So I know they mental is soft I got me several of dreams I don't wrestle but this shit is raw Big bank sank lil bank, dripping in a tank I'm a twisted crank when they get to hate Why they hit the breaks? I'ma win the race If they want the racks, they gon build a case I ain't one to brag but I move the chains I been in my bag, like some glue n tape They don't understand, I got moves to make You could keep it steady staying in yo lane Take one Take two Take three I ain't mad at em Take one Take two Take three I ain't mad at em I do not play when I'm laying the smack down On the acting cause I'm bout the action It come automatic like mags with the fast rounds Problematic when feeling fanatic Taken advantage I'm makin em backdown to the challenge; Arranging the static Ball like a savage cookin up a cash cow I done manage to bring in the cake F*ck by the pattern I'll change up the past route That they've taking they sadly mistaken The star of the game for the feds and the man down I ain't hating just battling patience Why they debating who taking the glass crown made for breaking, with cracks in they faces Say they on the way to that lil cash pile, What they saving I'm making today Big bank sank lil bank, dripping in a tank I'm a twisted crank when they get to hate Why they hit the breaks? I'ma win the race If they want the racks, they gon build a case I ain't one to brag but I move the chains I been in my bag, like some glue n tape They don't understand, I got moves to make You could keep it steady staying in yo lane I ain't mad at em I ain't mad at em