Yeah!

Ayy you know

I'm a just keep doin' what I'm doin'



Yeah

It's a reason this shit workin'



I woke up with a bank full, with a bank full

With a bank full, with a bank

I woke up with a bank full, with a bank full

With a bank full, thank God, I'm so grateful

Yeah, all my cake blue

Hey, what your bank do?

Yeah, what your bank do?

Shawty what your bank do?

Yeah, all my cake blue

Hey, what your bank do?

Yeah, what your bank do?

Shawty what your bank do?

I woke up with a bank full, yeah, with a bank full

I'm so thankful, thank God, I'm so grateful

Yeah, all my cake blue

Hey, what your bank do?

Yeah, what your bank do?

Shawty what your bank do?

I woke up with a bank full, yeah, with a bank full

I'm so thankful, thank God, I'm so grateful

Yeah, all my cake blue

Yeah, what your bank do?

Yeah, what your bank do?

Shawty what your bank do?



Pull up, SKRRRT! What is that? (SKRRRT, yeah!)

Louis shirt, who? Louis hat, yeah

Bad girl, yeah

And she bougie, booty fat

Say he know me

Ain't my homie, who is that?

Yeah, now I be slammin' them doors

Now I be countin' them rolls (yeah)

Article all up in Vogue (what?)

Shop at the store when it's closed

Ayy, they don't like me on the low, yeah

But I stayed all in my mold, hey

Now you already know

Took over my city for sure

Know that I sold out my show

These diamonds, my neck, they for show

Double VS plus one

Double B cup in my throat

I took your girl to one date, yeah

I made your girl go both ways, yeah



I woke up with a bank full, yeah, with a bank full

I'm so thankful, thank God, I'm so grateful

Yeah, all my cake blue

Hey, what your bank do?

Yeah, what your bank do?

Shawty what your bank do?

I woke up with a bank full, yeah, with a bank full

I'm so thankful, thank God, I'm so grateful

Yeah, all my cake blue

Yeah, what your bank do?

Yeah, what your bank do?

Shawty what your bank do?



I jump on the plane 'cause I like to travel

She ride me so good that that girl need a saddle

In my fraternity, hit with the paddle

My baby a gangster, she move with the ladder

She beat the case

Yeah, so she not hearin' the gavel

She playin' Russian Roulette, yeah

One in the barrel

Money so long

I gotta put that shit right in a folder, yeah

Diamonds, they rock like a boulder

I buy her gifts and I really don't know her

I do shit like, "Look under your seat"

What? Feel like Oprah

All these chains on our neck

And they still can't hold us

Mixin' lime right with the coca

You know ain't shit change

It's Lil Uzi, Mr. Live-In-The-MOMA

Yeah, I'm never foldin'



Bank full, yeah, with a bank full

I'm so thankful, thank God, I'm so grateful

Yeah, all my cake blue

Hey, what your bank do?

Yeah, what your bank do?

Shawty what your bank do?

I woke up with a bank full, yeah, with a bank full

I'm so thankful, thank God, I'm so grateful

Yeah, all my cake blue

Yeah, what your bank do?

Yeah, what your bank do?

Shawty what your bank do?

Yeah, all my cake blue

Hey, what your bank do?

Yeah, what your bank do?

Shawty what your bank do?