Big Mad...
Yeah
Holy moly, dropping jaws like Brody
I do it ASAP, got these niggas calling me Goldie
Born in 1999, my nigga shoutout to Joey
Shawty got a bad ass, but I know them tits phony
But my nigga I won't complain
I could never put to shame
Anybody out here grinding
'Long as they ain't running game, 'cause
Ain't nobody, got time
For that bullshit
Think twice, before, you come looking at me crooked
Hit the blizzy & go to astroworld
Bitch I'm stargazing
Niggas ain't ready for stormi weather
Bitch I'm going crazy
Dome crazy
Swear she gimme all lip like Kylie
I'm a once in a (Jenner) generation nigga
Like the Heisman
Hop in the booth, and I need me a few fireman
My strips all blue like it's Duke, but I ain't Zion
Yo bitch gon do, what I says, but I ain't Simon
Talk shit to me & my crew, pull up bet we won't find em (Hell naw)
I ain't gotta flex, these niggas know that I'm the best
Step into my world, welcome bitch you is my guest
Liking what you see, so I guess that's why you pressed
You looked stressed, you a mess, and you hating like the rest
I ain't gotta flex, these niggas know that I'm the best
Step into my world, welcome bitch you is my guest
Liking what you see, so I guess that's why you pressed
You looked stressed, you a mess, and you hating like the rest
Writing rhymes made the kid rich
I'm plug-walking to the bank
Saying that the world is yours we really fish up in a tank
Tryna be like Jesus, walking on the water
Now you A Boogie drowning til you sink
End up with a stitch, play me like a bitch
Like you thought that Zelda's link, aye
I can't trust no thottie
Say she wanna touch on my body
Well if you bout it (bout it)
Little bish then let's get rowdy, rowdy
Smoking on La-Di-Da-Di, Da-Di
Wanna try me, good luck Charlie Charlie
I might pimp 33 hoes but I won't let em do a nigga like Scottie
Bitch I'm always up to something
Always never fronting
So I hit it from the back & now she grunting
Open season all year, money hunting
Everything a hit, bitch I'm never bunting
Getting older, money newer, benji button
Money falling like them bridges up in London
Smoking on that Steve Martin pack
Swear them grams just coming cheaper by the dozen
I'm T'd up, better bring me a check
Bring me a check, couple keys on my neck
I'm geeked up, finally got my re-up
I'm smoking on gelato
I ain't talking bout the shit that come out freezers
Niggas talk shit, all they get is a tech
Niggas gon quit, when that pressure at its best
Niggas walk quick, when I talk that boss shit
I ain't gotta floss, just to get my point across
Biaaaaatch
I ain't gotta flex, these niggas know that I'm the best
Step into my world, welcome bitch you is my guest
Liking what you see, so I guess that's why you pressed
You looked stressed, you a mess, and you hating like the rest
I ain't gotta flex, these niggas know that I'm the best
Step into my world, welcome bitch you is my guest
Liking what you see, so I guess that's why you pressed
You looked stressed, you a mess, and you hating like the rest
Holy moly, dropping jaws like Brody
I do it ASAP, got these niggas calling me Goldie
Born in 1999, my nigga shoutout to Joey
Shawty got a bad ass, but I know them tits phony
But my nigga I won't complain
I could never put to shame
Anybody out here grinding
'Long as they ain't running game, 'cause
Ain't nobody, got time
For that bullshit
Think twice, before, you come looking at me crooked
Hit the blizzy & go to astroworld
Bitch I'm stargazing
Niggas ain't ready for stormi weather
Bitch I'm going crazy
Dome crazy
Swear she gimme all lip like Kylie
I'm a once in a (Jenner) generation nigga
Like the Heisman
Hop in the booth, and I need me a few fireman
My strips all blue like it's Duke, but I ain't Zion
Yo bitch gon do, what I says, but I ain't Simon
Talk shit to me & my crew, pull up bet we won't find em (Hell naw)
I ain't gotta flex, these niggas know that I'm the best
Step into my world, welcome bitch you is my guest
Liking what you see, so I guess that's why you pressed
You looked stressed, you a mess, and you hating like the rest
I ain't gotta flex, these niggas know that I'm the best
Step into my world, welcome bitch you is my guest
Liking what you see, so I guess that's why you pressed
You looked stressed, you a mess, and you hating like the rest
Writing rhymes made the kid rich
I'm plug-walking to the bank
Saying that the world is yours we really fish up in a tank
Tryna be like Jesus, walking on the water
Now you A Boogie drowning til you sink
End up with a stitch, play me like a bitch
Like you thought that Zelda's link, aye
I can't trust no thottie
Say she wanna touch on my body
Well if you bout it (bout it)
Little bish then let's get rowdy, rowdy
Smoking on La-Di-Da-Di, Da-Di
Wanna try me, good luck Charlie Charlie
I might pimp 33 hoes but I won't let em do a nigga like Scottie
Bitch I'm always up to something
Always never fronting
So I hit it from the back & now she grunting
Open season all year, money hunting
Everything a hit, bitch I'm never bunting
Getting older, money newer, benji button
Money falling like them bridges up in London
Smoking on that Steve Martin pack
Swear them grams just coming cheaper by the dozen
I'm T'd up, better bring me a check
Bring me a check, couple keys on my neck
I'm geeked up, finally got my re-up
I'm smoking on gelato
I ain't talking bout the shit that come out freezers
Niggas talk shit, all they get is a tech
Niggas gon quit, when that pressure at its best
Niggas walk quick, when I talk that boss shit
I ain't gotta floss, just to get my point across
Biaaaaatch
I ain't gotta flex, these niggas know that I'm the best
Step into my world, welcome bitch you is my guest
Liking what you see, so I guess that's why you pressed
You looked stressed, you a mess, and you hating like the rest
I ain't gotta flex, these niggas know that I'm the best
Step into my world, welcome bitch you is my guest
Liking what you see, so I guess that's why you pressed
You looked stressed, you a mess, and you hating like the rest
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Writer(s): Chandler Peppers
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