Big Baller

It's Jay picante
Ya Tu Sabes (Sabes)
Yo soy tu padre (ok)
Imma make it big, I put that on my madre (wepa)
Nice whip, big house on viente acres
I'm just doing me I'm only 19 (19)
I got my own style I'm not a hypebeast (no way no way)
Haven't seen no one do it like me (mmm never)
Don't sleep on me 'cause I'm living my dreams
Ayy I had a vision I put it into fruition
Niggas always talkin' but really they need to listen
Snakes in the grass, Yeah I can hear them hissin'
But I got my head on a swivel, so I'm chillin'
But I can't get too cold, man I gotta stay hot
Lame Niggas dead to me, can't wait til' they rot
Can't break up the crew, 'cause we tighter than a knot
Time's flying by, gotta take my shot

Run the game like Lavar
Finessin' like I'm Gelo
Ballin' like I'm Lonzo
Wild boy, call me Melo
Run the game like lavar
Finessin' like I'm Gelo
Ballin' like I'm Lonzo
Wild boy, call me Melo

Carolina living but NY raised me
Had to relocate, once I turned 18
Wilmington is nice but Long Island's my baby
Yuri 'round the block prolly rollin' up a facey
Talkin' behind a keyboard when you know you can't face me
You trolls talk a lot of shit, damn you boys crazy
Dislike me now, in a year you gon' hate me
I've been on a super duper hot streak lately
Was on a hiatus, had to get my mind right
'Lotta shit went left but imma reach the limelight
Heat every week, get ready for the firefight
This a throw-away, not even a highlight

Run the game like lavar
Finessin' like I'm Gelo
Ballin' like I'm Lonzo
Wild boy, call me Melo
Run the game like lavar
Finessin' like I'm Gelo
Ballin' like I'm Lonzo
Wild boy, call me Melo



Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Robinson
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