Big Bills

It's Flawless
I've been counting too much blue faces lately
I don't got no time to hate
"Citi bein aca"
Flawless

Big bills, big body
Big body
Mob ties, John Gotti
Like Gotti, yeah
Long nose like Scotty
Blah
Let em know I got it on me, yeah!

Big bills, big body
Big body
Mob ties, John Gotti
Like Gotti
Long nose like Scotty
I'm with the realist bitch
She got it on me, yeah
Flawless blah

Busting out the coupe
And we doing loops, yeah
Mob ties with the suits
Hop out and shoot wooo
Blah

Dripping with the swag
Dripping out the jag
Dripping dripping
With the baddest bitch
I don't like to brag, yeah

Flawless with the wrist
They don't like my shyt, yeah
Flawless with the wrist
They don't like my shyt

I just cashed out jack pot sevens
Caught the holy ghost like the reverend
Can't you see my blessings
Can't you see I'm balling when it's crunch time
All you see is shooters at the front line
Nigga ima eat when it's crunch time, Flawless
It's a cold world so im cruising with that oven, yeah
Shots come in a dozen
My niggas ain't bluffing
Hold it down beloved

Blood money
Thug money
You aint getting shyt from me
Crash dummy
On a crash course
Mind blown, leave your mind on a dashboard, blah
You get what you ask for
Got a tatted up passport
International flipping bricks
I'm with the baddest bitch on some different shyt

Hop out the rafe
I beat the case
I hit a lick
I switch the plates
Im from the mud they cannot relate
These niggas mad
So they always hate
Let em hate

I do it big, yeah
Small time
Small time
Niggas better not cross that line

Big bills, big body
Big body
Mob ties, John Gotti
Like Gotti
Long nose like Scotty
Blah
Let em know I got em on me, yeah!

Big bills, Big body
Big body
Mob ties, John Gotti
Like Gotti
Long nose like Scotty
I'm with the realist bitch
She got it on me, yeah
Flawless



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Writer(s): Jose Hungria
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