Big Time

I'm on that Big Time
I'm on that Big Time

Every day, we get better, better time
I don't rust, not a bust, better shine
No wasting time, you know I'm on that grind
Sit on me girl, you know that I don't mind

Out on a ride
Out on a ride
Let's go
Made it to
Make it two
Snowcones
Weather so cold
Feeling it, to the bone

Another call, leave me alone
New phone
Beverly Hills, 20 mil, new home

No sending streaks, out for a week, I'm geeked
She a freak, tongue in her cheek, my link

Robberies, this a steal, no deal
Going back, playing it back, film reels

Last time I checked, this Birkin Bag came in teal
An Old Fashioned, having it with orange peels

Don't you already know (already know)
If you met me at a show (at a show)
Pretty bitches everywhere we go (that we go)
Many friends turned into foes (into foes)

Telling time in the dark, cause I got a G-shock
You know she my hoe, and she gonna give free gawk
Shred you to pieces with a motherfucking flintlock
You can feel it coming, this a motherfucking foreshock



Credits
Writer(s): Austin Troncalli
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