Big

A lot of you bitches be worried 'bout the wrong shit
Worried bout what he say, she say
Bitch I don't be worried bout shit but my motherfucking self
I really ain't into all that misplaced energy type shit
I done did that shit before, it ain't got me nowhere
No type of outcome that benefitted me at all

Big shit, big rims, big mouth, big bars, big clit
Big dreams, big moves, big bands, I'm with all that big shit
Hoes wanna be close to me, cause I'm that bitch that been with
That type of energy, that these bitches been couldn't get

Tap in, tap out, back in, the whip in, my ass out
Fresh set, gold neck-a-lace, toes did, the niggas out
Self aware, cut the hair, and you know I got them titties out

Bitch a nigga can't tell me nothing, the fuck

I be decked in
Black shades, black fade, black shine, black fit
Black kicks, black chick, black whip, black shit
Fuck that, run that, spun that, flip shit
You can't do nothing with me bitch
So fine, broke spine, nigga break his neck
Sublime, fucking dime, nigga cut a check

Ya'll niggas wild

I be flexing on birds, I be flexing with words
You be flexing with nerds, while I be flexing my curves
Bitch this shit be too easy, I call 'em back when he need me
I slip and slide like I'm greasy and dip back out with my breezy

Big shit, big rims, big mouth, big bars, big clit
Big dreams, big moves, big bands, I'm with all that big shit
Hoes wanna be close to me, cause I'm that bitch that been with
That type of energy, that these bitches been couldn't get

Bitch don't play with me hoe, I'm building reputation
But my name seem to stay amongst the congregation
Bitch niggas conversating, about me
But wouldn't be no conversation bitch without me

Big shit, big rims, big mouth, big bars, big clit
Big dreams, big moves, big bands, I'm with all that big shit
Hoes wanna be close to me, cause I'm that bitch that been with
That type of energy, that these bitches been couldn't get



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Writer(s): Sierra Walton
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