Big Money

(Lala on the beat)
(Damn, Osama, you global now)

Yeah, I'm Big Money, I pull up and pop out your OG
Fucking with them killers, they'll hop and step on you for free
Told her, "Quit all of that playing, baby, why you teasing me?"
All my blicks got switches on 'em, so they empty easily

Went and got my weight up, niggas think I'm taking creatine
Designer jugging, I just served a nigga in Amiri jeans
Yeah, them shoes was Fear of God, but I swear ain't no fear in me
If I go today, my girl and kid gon' shed some tears for me

My niggas ain't ever did no hair, but they might come and split your wig
My pops had told me, "Anything you do, make sure you do it big"
So, I went and got them zaza bags and put 'em on thе rig
We got pops, and we got Dracs, and we got glizzies and some SIGs

If my partner die today, I told him, "It's nothing, I got your children"
Couple niggas I came up with turned opp, they better keep they distance
Don't talk about that shit online, go get a fire and handle your business
It don't matter if you just shot him, he ain't dead then y'all finished

In my condo doing pushups, going crazy with calisthenics
If it's smoke, I pull up right to his crib and I address it
I'm in the club, I got this baby rocket right inside my jacket
You'll get stomped out in these Dior boots, we beat your ass in fashion

Told my wifey, "I'm not normal, don't you treat me like your ex"
Nigga call me for a ten-piece, told him, "Hold on, give me a second"
If I drop this pack on you, you better pay me quick
This charm alone, it cost a fit
Can't talk right now, that lo' came in, I'm kinda busy

Like my vibe with curves and pretty
Say you real, I know you cap, so you a walking contradiction
I got M's, I had ambition
Cougar ridin' with me, she thick, just like she Deelishis
Got that stick inside my luggage when I pull up inside the trenches

Yeah, I'm Big Money, I'll pull up and pop out your OG
Fuckin' with them killers, they'll hop and step on you for free
Told her, "Quit all of that playing, baby, why you teasing me?"
All my blicks got switches on 'em, so they empty easily

Went and got my weight up, niggas think I'm taking creatine
Designer juggin', I just served a nigga in Amiri jeans
Yeah, them shoes was Fear of God, but I swear ain't no fear in me
If I go today, my girl and kid gon' shed some tears for me

My niggas ain't never did no hair, but they might come and split your wig
My pops had told me, "Anything you do, make sure you do it big"
So I went and got them zaza bags and put 'em on the rig
We got pops, and we got Dracs, and we got glizzies and some SIGs

Yeah, I'm Big Money
Yeah, I'm Big Money
Yeah, I'm Big Money
Yeah, I'm Big Money