MemoTheMafioso - Break The Bank lyrics

(FBeat brazy, FBeat producing all the heat)

Ten K, one play, that's a quick stack (Easy)
Probably think he first place
But I've been that (Been him)
Man, I love how they hate when my shit quack
(When shit crack)
Sit back, get cake while they get mad
Food up on the plate, rude boy
Better get that
Breadwinner baby, get a loaf, gon' split that
Better slide first 'cause this four
Get no get back (I don't get back)
Think he Tom Brady when he
Pass 'til he get sacked (Fucked up)
Let me show you how to fuck a bag up
Get something, blow something
Go and get a backup
The hate get real when you learn to stack up
Make money, break money when it really add up
I remember back then, nine milli', black tint
I was really in the, uh
Riding round with a ten
I got everything you need
What you really trying to spend?
I'm a full time hustler, not your friend
(Not your friend) but you knew that
I was making plays, where was you at?
(Where you at?)
Hundred on the wrist, they like
"How the fuck he do that?"
(How you do that?) stay up in your lane
We could never be the same
Probably woofing on my name
I ain't hearing what they saying (Hell nah)
'Cause they all wrong
Getting money, that's what I'm on
Never look back 'cause my brother told me
"Go long" (Go long)
Fool-proof plan
I ain't worried about it going wrong
(Hell nah)
Ain't trying to take a risk, better go home

I get cake, I get cake
Put food up on the plate
New day, another dollar, new bag in the safe
I was down bad, had to go and up the stakes
Now I throw it in they face

I'm about to break the bank
Bank, bank, bank, bank
See me running with a play
I'm about to break the bank
Bank, bank, bank, bank
Getting to it every day
I'm about to break the bank

I don't get mad, I get paid (Get paid)
Rap get boring, I'ma find another way
(Uh, huh)
I was in the trap way before I hit a stage
(I was) moved work in the city, flew
Packs out of state, big weight
(Big weight) all I want to do is count cake
Noodles in the cup
Now it's steak on the plate (Big plate)
Double up champ, turned the fours into eight
How you popping hella bands that
You never even made? Is you dumb? (Dumb ass)
If you really balling, blow some
How the fuck you making money
If you've never blown none?
Never yank with a strap
But you love to hold one
Same thing with a pack
You ain't never sold one (Cap)
If he seen a stack, bet he asked to hold some
New bitch big paid
I don't fuck with broke ones (Woah)
I think about the paper every time I roll one
New play every day, bitch, you
Know I go dumb, on God

Ha ha
Ayy, man, y'all know who really do this shit
Though i done spent my first ten before you
Even met your first ten, bitch
Stop playing with me

I'm about to break the bank
Bank, bank, bank, bank
See me running with a play
I'm about to break the bank
Bank, bank, bank, bank
Getting to it every day
I'm about to break the bank