Money in the Bank

Lyrics

[Intro] It's showtime! [Chorus] She ain't got no money in the bank She be walkin round actin all stank Now she at the party lookin at me Hopin she could get saved by me I'm lookin at her like I ain't tryin to save that girl (No sir) I ain't tryin to save that girl (No sir) I ain't tryin to save that girl She got her hand open but I ain't tryna pay that girl [Verse 1] Now... what y'all wanna do? Wanna be ballers? Shot-callers? Brawlers? Give me your number I bet she 'gon call ya Come on dog, she want you to spoil her Christian Dior or them new Fendi bags Anything is good cause it's better than she had She sittin at the bar and she's lookin so sad Talkin about, uh, I wanna ride in your jag Uh uh uh, I wanna ride to your house I said easy chick I fly to my house I, live so far think I live down south Why don't you pull it out my pants or put it in your mouth [Chorus] She ain't got no money in the bank She be walkin round actin all stank Now she at the party lookin at me Hopin she could get saved by me I'm lookin at her like I ain't tryin to save that girl (No sir) I ain't tryin to save that girl (No sir) I ain't tryin to save that girl She got her hand open but I ain't tryna pay that girl [Verse 2] I see ya, you got the good shoes on And your good dress on I mean you got your best on I'm sittin' at the back drinkin' Veuve Clicquot The Roselito, you know how we do Before them bottles came, you wasn't fuckin with my niggas My homey say what's up you sayin nothin to my nigga Come on girlfriend why you frontin for my niggas It comes to the paper it's nothin for my niggas Don't you know we got that (Money in the bank)... (I repeat) D-D-D-Don't you know we got that (Money in the bank) Man you ain't gettin nothin from me or my (Bank) Better get you own, g-g-g-get out my face [Chorus] She ain't got no money in the bank She be walkin round actin all stank Now she at the party lookin at me Hopin she could get saved by me I'm lookin at her like I ain't tryin to save that girl (No sir) I ain't tryin to save that girl (No sir) I ain't tryin to save that girl She got her hand open but I ain't tryna pay that girl [Verse 3] It's started out soft and warm Don't get excited I've been invited to the quiet storm And, now it's out of hand cause she told me she hate me And then she said what the hell I done lately First she said all she need is love and affection Let me be your angel, and I'll be your protection Took her out bought her all kinds of things But it wasn't enough, so this the song I sing cause she broke [Chorus] She ain't got no money in the bank She be walkin round actin all stank Now she at the party lookin at me Hopin she could get saved by me I'm lookin at her like I ain't tryin to save that girl (No sir) I ain't tryin to save that girl (No sir) I ain't tryin to save that girl She got her hand open but I ain't tryna pay that girl