Lyrics Big 37 - OBM Bank

Big three seven put it on my neck
These niggas gone hate but I'm gone flex
My old bitch mad she just want sex
Her nigga be hating why he so pressed
They know I'm the underdog out the west
I'll aim at your face so don't wear a vest
These niggas gone hate I will get a check
I just bought a drake nigga fuck a tec

I just bought a drake I don't need help
Leave that boy swimming like mike phelps
Walk down on a nigga do it by myself

Shoot a lil nigga he crying for help
You tough with your niggas a hoe by yourself
Chop in the bed not on the shelf
You see that big glock on my belt

You see that big glock on my hip
And it got a big long clip
Ready to bust at his lip
I'll mask up make a nigga strip

No homo we got nines like romo
These niggas broke still wearing domo
All of us strapped cause we on go mode
These niggas so shit for a promo

Boy you a bitch and I know
Boy you a bitch and it show
You know I'm strapped at a show
Please don't reach I'll let it blow

I can't kill him I know he a hoe
Grew up with the bitch now he stone cold
I drop me a bag cause he got to go
You got a glock but won't let it blow

Bitch you reach then I teach
I'll up this glock and let it speak
Nigga you not looking for me
I get my dick sucked all on the east

Oh that's right that's where y'all be
Bitch I'll find him, I'm a creep
Yeah I be stalking when he sleep
Don't get in that water bitch it get deep

Nigga don't do it cause you gone drown
I'm just trying to make your mom frown
I started with grams now I'm near pounds
I catch a opp and it's going down

I'll up this drake and it make sound
Boy you a bitch, boy you a clown
You really a pussy where is your gown
Fill him with lead and I'm leaving the town

Big three seven put it on my neck
These niggas gone hate but I'm gone flex
My old bitch mad she just want sex
Her nigga be hating why he so pressed
They know I'm the underdog out the west
I'll aim at your face so don't wear a vest
These niggas gone hate I will get a check
I just bought a drake nigga fuck a tec