Big Daddy

Fresh Shot Da Brand
Hey
Whoa
I'm feelin' like, feelin' like, yea
Whoa
Feelin' like Big Daddy, yea
Name is covered in dirt, yea
Bitches gon' clean that off
YPN Yea, hey

I get treated like a real savage
Hoes yellin' out, Big Daddy
Yellow boned bitch and her ass fatty
She wanna get attached like two magnets
No pimp, no hoe, but I'm all in the streets, yea yea
Huh
Imma grillin' ass nigga if you really want the beef, yea yea
I'll fix it
This money just came with bitches
This money don't come with problems
I'm all on the road to riches
I'm makin' these dumb decisions
Just hold me down
Bitch Imma menace
Don't fuck around
Wit my bitches

Uh
Yea
Uh
Whoa
I ain't felt cold in a minute
Thinkin' bout a lick when I hit it
Y-P-N, It's money over bitches
It's funny how it started where it ended
Promise I won't stop until I'm finished
Swimmin' in the money wit the fishes
Rollin' in the guap 'til the roly poly roll away
Chest in Versace, but my ass in Balmain
12 pulled me over, Damn, I forgot my own name
Ten hoes gave me head, less talkin', more brain
Internet thug, would you pray if I pulled up
Fuckin' on ya mama, had to penetrate the cougar
Hey
When the fat fucker sing, it's over, aye
Shit get heated like toasters, aye yea uh
Zans in my stomach, I had to block all of the pain, oh
If you wanna run it, these bullets remember ya name, oh
Dirt, yea my name is covered in dirt, yea
Bitches gon' clean that off, I'm Big Daddy

I get treated like a real savage
Hoes yellin' out, Big Daddy
Yellow boned bitch and her ass fatty
She wanna get attached like two magnets
No pimp, no hoe, but I'm all in the streets, yea yea
Huh
Imma grillin' ass nigga if you really want the beef, yea yea
I'll fix it
This money just came with bitches
This money don't come with problems
I'm all on the road to riches
I'm makin' these dumb decisions
Just hold me down
Bitch Imma menace
Don't fuck around

Patty cake, fat ass clappin' in the bedroom
Feelin' claustrophobic, nigga better gimme leg room
Lookin' at her booty, but I wonder what her head do
Nigga talkin' shit and Imma break that nigga neck loose
Rollin' in the guap
Next to three bitches
Cook in the kitchen then run from the dishes
Bust thru yo door, bust the shit off the henges
Stay out the bullshit 'cause business is business
No Migos, but Imma Takeoff, like Quavo, these bullets leave you Offset
Muggin' all these lames wit my Lil' Hittas
We really tryna see who we gon' rob next
She sweat like a sauna, I hit her wit thunder
She work on this pipe like a plumber
It's finna be a hot summer, flow dumber than dumber
I can't be judge, your honor, aye
I want some head trauma, yea
My niggas want head, too
Don't hide that head from us, yea
Come cum, lemme make yo life easier
Let's go hop on a jet
Bet you feel like a cloud now
Precipitation, you wet
Yea, yea, yea

I get treated like a real savage
Hoes yellin' out, Big Daddy
Yellow boned bitch and her ass fatty
She wanna get attached like two magnets
No pimp, no hoe, but I'm all in the streets, yea yea
Huh
Imma grillin' ass nigga if you really want the beef, yea yea
I'll fix it
This money just came with bitches
This money don't come with problems
I'm all on the road to riches
I'm makin' these dumb decisions
Just hold me down
Bitch Imma menace
(Wit my bitches)