Big

Bitch I'm the goat we taking off like we on a rocket
Getting so rich and taking ya bitch and you can not stop it
When i was a jit i looked at that shit and couldn't even cop it
Now money so big like how do that shit even fit in pocket

Speaking of pockets I got the flow
These niggas they know
This for the mob
They know that it's hard they get it fasho
Stripper hoe like the way them bands fall right on the floor
Someone gotta come and get they man's I ain't fuckin' with bro
Fishing for attention
Boy just stop with all that flexing
Keep my name up out ya mouth
Don't know why I'm ever mentioned
Don't know why the fuck you stressing
All that gossiping and texting
Why you playing with yo life
Know it's nothing but a blessing

Bitch I'm the goat we taking off like we on a rocket
Getting so rich and taking ya bitch and you can not stop it
When i was a jit i looked at that shit and couldn't even cop it
Now money so big like how do that shit even fit in pocket



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Writer(s): Elijah Christley
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