Bigdawg
I'm just tippin up in that big thing
They watch me while I switch lanes
I get paid, then repeat
I'm cookin up like preheat
Got so many flows I hit the studio like
"Whatchu need B?"
You see me, I can't see you
Do yo thing they wanna be you
It's the boy, come on you know you can't live yo life like he do
When I walk in get to bussin
Better watch who you be trustin
Hope you get what you deserve
Pull up in something absurd
They just sit back and observe
What I do...
Pullin up in a coupe
Everytime you see me looking fly rockin something new
They gon ride the wave, Imma tell em "Cowabunga dude!"
("Radical dude")
But it ain't nothing new
You can't tell me nothing made it here followed my own rules
When they come around always asking for the old you
Never let them hold you
Can't wait to say I told you
You gon be some old news
I act like I don't know you
I be actin brand new
If they wanna hear me spit, I'm gonna need some bands too
Watch me do my dance move
I'm outer space up in this bitch
In that coupe I might just fuck around and race off in this bitch
To the face yeah
Big gas woah
All about a check, you know I need that cash flow
I need it more right
Got the drink up in the Sprite
Skrt off with your boo I'm contemplating bitch I might
I got it rocking on a Tuesday
We got weapons like it's doomsday
We gon serve you like some soufle
I might just skrt off with your boo thing
You know the recipe
Grinding everyday can't nobody get ahead of me
I don't know why name all in your mouth but Imma let it be
Said Imma let it be
They watch me while I switch lanes
I get paid, then repeat
I'm cookin up like preheat
Got so many flows I hit the studio like
"Whatchu need B?"
You see me, I can't see you
Do yo thing they wanna be you
It's the boy, come on you know you can't live yo life like he do
When I walk in get to bussin
Better watch who you be trustin
Hope you get what you deserve
Pull up in something absurd
They just sit back and observe
What I do...
Pullin up in a coupe
Everytime you see me looking fly rockin something new
They gon ride the wave, Imma tell em "Cowabunga dude!"
("Radical dude")
But it ain't nothing new
You can't tell me nothing made it here followed my own rules
When they come around always asking for the old you
Never let them hold you
Can't wait to say I told you
You gon be some old news
I act like I don't know you
I be actin brand new
If they wanna hear me spit, I'm gonna need some bands too
Watch me do my dance move
I'm outer space up in this bitch
In that coupe I might just fuck around and race off in this bitch
To the face yeah
Big gas woah
All about a check, you know I need that cash flow
I need it more right
Got the drink up in the Sprite
Skrt off with your boo I'm contemplating bitch I might
I got it rocking on a Tuesday
We got weapons like it's doomsday
We gon serve you like some soufle
I might just skrt off with your boo thing
You know the recipe
Grinding everyday can't nobody get ahead of me
I don't know why name all in your mouth but Imma let it be
Said Imma let it be
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Writer(s): Anthony Cordell
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