[Intro]
(He's got talent)
(I like that)
Huh
[Pre-Chorus]
Frontline bussin' for the backend
I'm like Mike Jones, wasn't on me back then, huh
Parkin' lot pimpin' whip backed in, huh
Now the pockets be deep, Toni Braxton, huh (Yeah)
Ridin' 'round town in that big body Jeep
With the peanut butter seats, gotta spread out the bread in this bitch
Play with me, I'ma let out the lead in this bitch
She give top because heavy the head out this bitch, okay
[Chorus]
Big Bank, don't take Boa Boa
Big Bank, don't take Boa Boa
Big Bank, don't take Boa Boa
I got plenty demand we must chop
The residuals in no small talk
Big Bank, don't take Boa Boa
Big Bank, don't take Boa Boa
[Verse 1]
Finger itchin' on a band, need Benadryl
Been sick, think my shit need Penicillin
Niggas either die a hero, live to be a villain
Growin' up, I used to wanna be like P Miller, no limit on my tank, ten toes in it
And niggas that's afraid to lose never know winnin'
And niggas who ask for the hoes, don't get no hoes in it
And niggas who ask for the code, they be code switchin'
It's like the more I mind mine it mean more business
Mo Mamba, on momma, I'm so centered (So centered)
Seen prospects turn in gorillas (Gorillas)
Still shoot from elbow but it's no Lillard
No fitted, five star, growna boy momma hard son
No abide by law, Mr. officer
They gon' try to divide and come conquer son
But I'm probably liable to off shit, huh
From the bottom to the top is the target
Box swing Tarzan, shit is not an option, huh
Strike like Pelé, Tim Weah, George Weah
On my Ballon d'Or shit, huh (D'Or shit, huh)
Goals and fuck the foes, I don't fear evil
Black like Don Cheadle, no face defeat
The fact that any demon demolish, they made me a monster
General off the ganja, so a nigga just
(He's got talent)
(I like that)
Huh
[Pre-Chorus]
Frontline bussin' for the backend
I'm like Mike Jones, wasn't on me back then, huh
Parkin' lot pimpin' whip backed in, huh
Now the pockets be deep, Toni Braxton, huh (Yeah)
Ridin' 'round town in that big body Jeep
With the peanut butter seats, gotta spread out the bread in this bitch
Play with me, I'ma let out the lead in this bitch
She give top because heavy the head out this bitch, okay
[Chorus]
Big Bank, don't take Boa Boa
Big Bank, don't take Boa Boa
Big Bank, don't take Boa Boa
I got plenty demand we must chop
The residuals in no small talk
Big Bank, don't take Boa Boa
Big Bank, don't take Boa Boa
[Verse 1]
Finger itchin' on a band, need Benadryl
Been sick, think my shit need Penicillin
Niggas either die a hero, live to be a villain
Growin' up, I used to wanna be like P Miller, no limit on my tank, ten toes in it
And niggas that's afraid to lose never know winnin'
And niggas who ask for the hoes, don't get no hoes in it
And niggas who ask for the code, they be code switchin'
It's like the more I mind mine it mean more business
Mo Mamba, on momma, I'm so centered (So centered)
Seen prospects turn in gorillas (Gorillas)
Still shoot from elbow but it's no Lillard
No fitted, five star, growna boy momma hard son
No abide by law, Mr. officer
They gon' try to divide and come conquer son
But I'm probably liable to off shit, huh
From the bottom to the top is the target
Box swing Tarzan, shit is not an option, huh
Strike like Pelé, Tim Weah, George Weah
On my Ballon d'Or shit, huh (D'Or shit, huh)
Goals and fuck the foes, I don't fear evil
Black like Don Cheadle, no face defeat
The fact that any demon demolish, they made me a monster
General off the ganja, so a nigga just
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