Big Bank
Big K.R.I.T. Lyrics


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I got big bank casing on a muthafucka
Ain't shit changed cuz' I'm still getting mine
Ain't no love for a hater tryna fly me, tryna play me
Muthafuckas never stop my shine
Yeah, they see me, but they still watching
I got shining on re-run (on re-run)
I got shining on re-run
Yeah, they see me, but they still watching
I got shining on re-run (on re-run)
I got shining on re-run

I was one deep creep in it
Caddy on high, my paint never dry
Forgi I don't know rim and the tires
Squeaking where niggas will never get by
Flipping the script on these hoes
Shine up the grill in these glows
Paper dip, but never show
'Til the fucking lot was super throwed
Players out chea' on game
Pimp pimping so cold on the hoes and its two below
That we can put out the flame
Of the blue hand of the roof on the coup all I got is bands man
Who got the change?
Who got the number to the nearly burned it down
The club can chirp before the clip hit the pole and do a split
'Cause we bought wings
We ain't talking about flight, talking lemon pepper vodka with ice
Spit more on J than steak and the shrimp than mo' gon make in they in life
We ain't tripped up, never hiccup from the drink
Pick up where I left off on the dank
Flex out, never stressed out over chains
Stretched out, get pressed out on the grain
You hear that dere', I make these muthafuckas wanna feel that dere'
When the wheel too big, and the road ain't shit
Make it hard to steer that dere', but it
Big bank, big bank, big bank, big bank, big bank
One time, I wake up
Cake up, cake up, cake up, then press rewind

I got big bank casing on a muthafucka
Ain't shit changed cuz' I'm still getting mine
Ain't no love for a hater tryna fly me, tryna play me
Muthafuckas never stop my shine
Yeah, they see me, but they still watching
I got shining on re-run (on re-run)
I got shining on re-run
Yeah, they see me, but they still watching
I got shining on re-run (on re-run)
I got shining on re-run

Big bank, currency, revenue
Getting to it all a nigga ever knew
When all I ever cared about is how to get it no doubt
Big problems ain't apart of my decimals
Make sure it's multiplying is all I'm ever I worried about
If slow money beat no money, what the fuck you in a hurry bout'?
Nigga, I'm saying
Stay getting to that broke shit ain't in my plan
Sleep with the dead, I'ma grind every day that I can
Gots seven kids, and I gotta make sure all of them they fed
By any means
Can't be no excuses, my children can't eat no excuses
My daughter can't sleep in excuses
My son needs to be with paper like keep your excuses
If you ain't producing, you're useless, that's why I'm out here getting to it
Fresh out the booth, I go straight to the stage
Then, I go straight to get paid
Hunnid' I earned, fifty I saved
My bitch don't be cleaning up, I need a maid
She don't be cooking, so I need a chef
You ain't giving me nuthin', I get it myself
I'm doing my thing, and I did it to death
Stacking them chips, getting that dough
Millions, need me a couple hundo
Big mansion with a double front do'
Pretty young thang in a new condo
Pray to God, stay rich, stay humble

I got big bank casing on a muthafucka
Ain't shit changed cuz' I'm still getting mine
Ain't no love for a hater tryna fly me, tryna play me
Muthafuckas never stop my shine
Yeah, they see me, but they still watching
I got shining on re-run (on re-run)
I got shining on re-run
Yeah, they see me, but they still watching
I got shining on re-run (on re-run)




I got shining on re-run
Big Bank

Overall Meaning

The opening lyrics, "I got big bank casing on a muthafucka, Ain't shit changed cuz' I'm still getting mine, Ain't no love for a hater tryna fly me, tryna play me, Muthafuckas never stop my shine", showcase the artist's confidence and success, despite the criticism and negative attention he may receive. He continues to shine and remain focused on his goals. The repetition of "shining on re-run" emphasizes his continuous success and the fact that others may still witness his accomplishments.


The following verses delve into the artist's journey and hustle to obtain his wealth. He mentions his car, a Caddy, and the work he put in to make it stand out. He also refers to his experiences with women, and how he has learned to navigate and profit from them. He then proceeds to reference the importance of making money and providing for his family, children in particular, and how he has no tolerance for excuses.


Overall, "Big Bank" showcases Big K.R.I.T.'s unwavering drive and commitment to his craft and financial well-being, despite the obstacles he may face.




Line by Line Meaning

I got big bank casing on a muthafucka
I have a lot of money and it shows in how I present myself


Ain't shit changed cuz' I'm still getting mine
I'm still making money and nothing has stopped me


Ain't no love for a hater tryna fly me, tryna play me
People who dislike me or try to undermine me won't stop me from succeeding


Muthafuckas never stop my shine
Those who dislike me or try to undermine me won't stop me from shining


Yeah, they see me, but they still watching
People are aware of my success but they still pay attention to what I do


I got shining on re-run (on re-run)
My success is being replayed and highlighted


I was one deep creep in it
I was driving alone in my car


Caddy on high, my paint never dry
My Cadillac was lifted and the paint job was fresh


Forgi I don't know rim and the tires
I had expensive Forgeline rims and tires on my car


Squeaking where niggas will never get by
My car stood out and was hard to miss


Flipping the script on these hoes
I control the situation and call the shots


Shine up the grill in these glows
Polishing the grill and lights on my car


Paper dip, but never show
I have money but don't flaunt it


'Til the fucking lot was super throwed
Until the parking lot was packed with people and attention was on me


Players out chea' on game
I'm aware of what's going on and I have everything under control


Pimp pimping so cold on the hoes and its two below
I'm good with the ladies, even in the coldest weather


Of the blue hand of the roof on the coup all I got is bands man
I have a lot of money just from this one car I'm driving


Who got the number to the nearly burned it down
Who knows what club got shut down because of me?


The club can chirp before the clip hit the pole and do a split
I caused chaos before I even walked in the club and caused damage


'Cause we bought wings
We didn't come to the club to party, we just bought wings


We ain't talking about flight, talking lemon pepper vodka with ice
We're drinking and eating wings, not discussing travel


Spit more on J than steak and the shrimp than mo' gon make in they in life
We're spending more money on drinks and food than some people make in a week


We ain't tripped up, never hiccup from the drink
We're not affected by the amount of drinks we're consuming


Pick up where I left off on the dank
I continue smoking weed where I left off before drinking


Flex out, never stressed out over chains
I'm not worried about jewelry or material possessions, I'm just enjoying myself


Stretched out, get pressed out on the grain
I'm relaxed and enjoying myself, no need to stress about anything


You hear that dere', I make these muthafuckas wanna feel that dere'
I have a presence and charisma that makes people drawn to me


When the wheel too big, and the road ain't shit
When I'm driving a car with large rims and the road doesn't matter


Make it hard to steer that dere', but it
It's difficult to drive this type of car, but I make it work


Big bank, big bank, big bank, big bank, big bank
I have a lot of money, repeated for emphasis


One time, I wake up
I'm just living my life normally, nothing out of the ordinary


Cake up, cake up, cake up, then press rewind
I make money, enjoy myself, and then do it all over again


Big bank, currency, revenue
I have a lot of money and I made it through business


Getting to it all a nigga ever knew
I've been focused on making money my entire life


When all I ever cared about is how to get it no doubt
I've always been determined to make money


Big problems ain't apart of my decimals
My financial situation is secure, I don't have any major issues


Make sure it's multiplying is all I'm ever I worried about
I'm focused on growing my wealth and making smart investments


If slow money beat no money, what the fuck you in a hurry bout'?
Slowly making money is better than not making any at all, why are you in a rush?


Nigga, I'm saying
I'm making a point with my statement


Stay getting to that broke shit ain't in my plan
I will never be broke, I'm always making money


Sleep with the dead, I'ma grind every day that I can
I won't rest until I'm dead, I'll always be working and making money


Gots seven kids, and I gotta make sure all of them they fed
I have seven children and it's my responsibility to provide for all of them


By any means
I'll do whatever it takes to make sure my kids are taken care of


Can't be no excuses, my children can't eat no excuses
I can't make excuses for not making enough money, my kids need to be fed


My daughter can't sleep in excuses
I need to provide for my family, there's no room for excuses


My son needs to be with paper like keep your excuses
My son needs to be successful and make money, there's no room for excuses


If you ain't producing, you're useless, that's why I'm out here getting to it
If you're not making money or being productive, you're worthless. That's why I work hard and make money


Fresh out the booth, I go straight to the stage
I go straight from recording music to performing on stage


Then, I go straight to get paid
After the performance, I collect my money


Hunnid' I earned, fifty I saved
I earned $100, but I saved $50


My bitch don't be cleaning up, I need a maid
My girlfriend or female companion doesn't clean up, so I need a maid


She don't be cooking, so I need a chef
My girlfriend or female companion doesn't cook, so I need a chef


You ain't giving me nuthin', I get it myself
You're not giving me anything, so I'm making my own money and taking care of myself


I'm doing my thing, and I did it to death
I'm killing it and being successful in everything I do


Stacking them chips, getting that dough
I'm making money and saving it


Millions, need me a couple hundo
I have millions of dollars, but I still need a couple hundred more


Big mansion with a double front do'
I have a large mansion with two front doors


Pretty young thang in a new condo
I have a beautiful woman in a new condominium


Pray to God, stay rich, stay humble
I'm grateful for my success and want to maintain that while also staying humble


Big bank
I have a lot of money




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Written by: Justin Scott, Clifford Harris, William Washington

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