Big Money
(Lala on the beat)
(Damn, Osama, you global now)
Yeah, I'm Big Money
I'll pull up and pop at your OG
Fuckin' with them killers
They'll hop out and step on you for free
Told her, "Quit all of that playin', baby, why you teasin' me?"
All my blicks got switches on them, so they empty easily
Went and got my weight up, niggas think I'm takin' creatine
Designer juggin', I just served a nigga in Amiri jeans
Yeah, them shoes was Fear of God but I swear ain't no fear in me
If I go today, my girl and kid gon' shed some tears for me
My niggas ain't never did no hair
But they might come and split yo' wig
My pops had told me, "Anything you do, make sure you do it big"
So I went and got them ZaZa bags and put 'em on the rig
We got Paps and we got Dracs
And we got Glizzys and some SIGs
If my partner die today
I told him, "It's nothin', I got your children"
Couple of niggas I came up with turned opp
They better keep they distance
Don't talk about that shit online
Go get a fire and handle your business
It don't matter if you just shot 'em
He ain't dead, the job ain't finished
In my condo doin' push-ups, goin' crazy with calisthenics
If it's smoke, I pull up right up to his crib and I address it
I'm in the club, I got the baby rocket right inside my jacket
You'll get stomped out in these Dior boots, we beat your ass in fashion
Told my wifey, "I'm not normal, don't you treat me like your ex"
Nigga called me for a ten piece
Told 'em, "Hold on, give me a second"
If I drop the pack on you
You better pay me quick
This charm alone it cost a fifty
Can't talk right now
That load came in, I'm kinda busy
Like my vibes with curves and pretty
Say you real, I know you cap
So you a walkin' contradiction
I got Ms, I had ambition
Cougar ridin' with me
She thick, just like she delicious
Got that stick inside my 'Lade
When I pull up inside the trenches
Yeah, I'm Big Money
I'll pull up and pop at your OG
Fuckin' with them killers
They'll hop out and step on you for free
Told her, "Quit all of that playin', baby, why you teasin' me?"
All my blicks got switches on them, so they empty easily
Went and got my weight up, niggas think I'm takin' creatine
Designer juggin', I just served a nigga in Amiri jeans
Yeah, them shoes was Fear of God but I swear ain't no fear in me
If I go today, my girl and kid gon' shed some tears for me
My niggas ain't never did no hair
But they might come and split yo' wig
My pops had told me, "Anything you do, make sure you do it big"
So I went and got them ZaZa bags and put 'em on the rig
We got Paps and we got Dracs
And we got Glizzys and some SIGs
Yeah, I'm Big Money
Yeah, I'm Big Money
Yeah, I'm Big Money
Yeah, I'm Big Money
