Big Bank (feat. French Montana) [Bonus Track] - Meek Mill

Young Chop on the beat (Bandcamp) G.O.O.D.! After God, after my family, I ain't gon' front Ain't nothing more important than this success, than getting it Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me? (Free OCB, Paperchaser) Where my fine freaks that's gon' ride me? (Doughboyz Cashout, what up doe?) Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me? (Yup) Where my fine freaks that's gon' ride for me? Ain't nothing more important than the mula Ain't nothing more important than the mula Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah Tell the police I'ma stack this paper 'til I overdose Whodie holdie slowly back yo' bitch ass up, you over close I overflow all over hoes, my niggas is over hype Shooting up your Phantom, now they call your shit the Holy Ghost Mercy, Lord would you please have mercy And protect me from the hoes that when life ain't sweet, they gon' desert me Shut the fuck up, and stand up when you see me, like I'm the verdict That's respect, now I got your wifey, and you back to using that Jergens Hurting, sipping, spilling, tipping, for my niggas who done passed way Charge your ass a fuck you fee, and make you pay your tax today I'm on a secluded island, swear it feel like Cast Away Put that money in my shooter hands, and tell him blast away I feel like getting paper is my destiny 'Til I rest in peace, get money recipe Told my mom, "Get what you want, then just leave the rest to me" Ain't no motherfucking rest for me Ain't nothing more important than the mula Ain't nothing more important than the mula Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah Ain't nothing more important than the mula Ain't nothing more important than the mula Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah Ain't nothing more important than the mula Diamond rings, hundred chains, Slick Rick the ruler I got cars, cribs all in my neck Got them M's all in that bank Griff, Blake all in that paint Stacking bread, come watch me plank Pray to never dying broke Getting cases by the boat We ain't shopping, buy the store Shorty snorkel for that crab, eating lobster on my dinner plate Stacking all this money homie, tryna see that ceiling break Mula ain't everything homie, it's the only thing Came from a hall of piss, straight to the hall of fame Talk money, we got it, fuck boy, shoot your stylist Eating good, I ain't brolic, I'm just chasing them commas My niggas rock that five, and my bitch a ten Got that China white, call it Jeremy Lin Ain't nothing more important than the mula My chain, a fridge, deep freezer, and a cooler Ain't nothing more important than the mula Ain't nothing more important than the mula Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah Ain't nothing more important than the mula Ain't nothing more important than the mula Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me? Where my fine freaks that's gon' ride me? Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me? Where my fine freaks, fine freaks, fine freaks?

I don't want peace I want problems, always Ah, finesse (ge-ge ti) If I broke na my business (ye-ye) Ama shana, e go bright o (ge-ge ti, han) Ehhhn (Montana) I feel blessed (ayy, ayy) If you broke, gotta mind your business (uh-huh) Catch me on an island, eating lobsters with the shooters Haters in the crib like Ray J with the noodles Finesse, self-made boss, gotta make a toast Out of everyone I lost, I miss myself the most Shawty feel blessed, Montana spoil me I do it out of love, pay me back in loyalty (I feel blessed) like Johnny Depp She was higher than the gas price, no stress (han) Yeah, she killed the spot, I was a witness If you ain't talking money, she don't speak English Ah, finesse (ge-ge ti) If I broke na my business (ye-ye) Ama shana, e go bright o (ge-ge ti) Folake for the night o (ge-ge ti) Ah, finesse (ge-ge ti) If I broke na my business (ge-ge ti) Ama shana e go bright o (ye-ye) Folake for the night o (ge-ge ti) Ooh, oh Tonight, tonight I just wanna party and me, on ice Yeah, I'm chilling with the good boys, my guys You don't wanna mess with my grind, on Christ Kini, kini, koko? (Koko) Woni, woni, kiloshele gangan? Why I dey gbese like Poco? (Poco) I got girls all around in a drop top Bad girl say she wan Netflix and chill (ooh, yeah) So, I ja ticket, give am warning (yeah) If you fall in love, girl e certain (yeah) You go chop breakfast, I'm not capping (yeah) Can you see dribble? Amokachi (yeah) I'm not faking this, no fugazzi (yeah) You see, these feelings I'm not catching (yeah) Ọmọ ọpẹ, stand fit, I just won dey (Montana) Ah, finesse (ge-ge ti) If I broke na my business (ye ye) Ama shana, e go bright o (ge-ge ti) Folake for the night o (ge-ge ti) Ah, finesse (ge-ge ti) If I broke na my business (ge-ge ti) Ama shana, e go bright o (ye-ye) Folake for the night o (ge-ge ti) Finesse, finesse, finesse

Whoa, Whoa Drinks in the air, like everybody feel like Whoa, Whoa Everybody hands in the sky like We run the night like Whoa, Whoa Drum beating harder than the Congo She drop it down low Whoa, Whoa Up on the seats sayin' watch me now Gotta light the shisha, then we pass the Chardonnay Poppin' bottles we ain't leaving till the morning Let me see you put your lighters in the air Shorty wine up on my body like you want it She movin' fast, she winin' slow She tellin' me, that she's ready to go I'm spendin' cash, Geronimo When Massari in the party make the club go Whoa, Whoa Drinks in the air, like everybody feel like Whoa, Whoa Everybody hands in the sky like We run the night like Whoa, Whoa Drum beating harder than the Congo She drop it down low Whoa, Whoa Up on the seats sayin' watch me now Bom ba-ba-bom bom bom bom bom Bom ba-ba-bom bom bom Bom ba-ba-bom bom bom bom bom Bom ba-ba-bom bom bom Watching me, watching me like a movie in a club We run tings, you know a big tings we run Rock wit me, rock wit me, got'cha body burnin' up Push it back on me, touching me Like you wanna give it up, And I wanna, pull you 'pon your waist You'll never wanna leave, I got you right where you wanna be, And I know, tonight I'm gonna make you fall in love with me, Girl I'll be makin' your body scream Whoa, Whoa Drinks in the air, like everybody feel like Whoa, Whoa Everybody hands in the sky like We run the night like Whoa, Whoa Drum beating harder than the Congo She drop it down low Whoa, Whoa Up on the seats sayin' watch me now Bom ba-ba-bom bom bom bom bom Bom ba-ba-bom bom bom Bom ba-ba-bom bom bom bom bom Bom ba-ba-bom bom bom (Montana!) I got what you want, pull up and stunt Right right looking like first of the month I'm talkin' forty a feature Bad bitch on the shisha Everyday we cash out, smoke smokin' that Keisha High 'til the morning, bad bitch I'm showin' it Watch 'em land on the charts Came up fresh out the corner You know I talk like a pimp With the Ghost like a mac Takin' off like Kemp, play that post like Shaq Cold fever from money, Morocco when sunny Quarter mill on the wheel Thirty chains on my stomach Got plenty to smoke, champagne for the pain Doin' doin' the most, you know we runnin' the game Whoa, Whoa Drinks in the air, like everybody feel like Whoa, Whoa Everybody hands in the sky like We run the night like Whoa, Whoa Drum beating harder than the Congo She drop it down low Whoa, Whoa Up on the seats sayin' watch me now Bom ba-ba-bom bom bom bom bom Bom ba-ba-bom bom bom Bom ba-ba-bom bom bom bom bom Bom ba-ba-bom bom bom