BIG BET. (with Fivio Foreign)

Yeah, yeah
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
We gettin' money now (money now)
Fuck is you talkin' 'bout? (Fuck is you talkin' 'bout?)
It's the legend (it's the legend)
And I'm better bro, better fuck off pussy (uh-uh, ayy, ayy)
(Ha-ha)

Ayy, bet I get rich
Let them lil' broke hoes stunt on my dick (hm)
The better I get (ayy), bet I get lit
Bet I ain't fuckin' your crush in my past, it's next on my list
Bet I get hits, bet on my brother, I don't bet on you niggas, I bet on my bitch
I bet on my wrist, crop that, nigga, I drop-top, bitches look better like this (better like-)
Ayy, I call the shots, I call the winners, defenders and blocks
Y'all call the cops, if I call the opps

I call my niggas who lived on thе bottom to get on his top (get on his top)
I call it all (I call it all), girlie had came up from musclin' bundlеs
Now I got it now (now I got it now), and I got a lot (I got a lot)
Y'all got me twisted (yeah, yeah), I'm really them niggas, you thought I forgot (thought I forgot)
Fuck on that bitch when I touch down, down on my ass, bet it's up now
She know I just wanna fuck now, so she try not to pick up now
Used to ride the tally up, used to be sleep, I stay up now
Even my opps know it's up, but, bitch, I'm on your ass, and it's stuck

No, no, no, yeah
I've been countin' my paper and mindin' my business (mindin' my-, oh)
'Cause I know them niggas don't even be 'round by the time that I finish (by the time that I-, oh)
I told 'em, "Bitch, I'm right here, bitch, I'm right here" (bitch, I'm right-, right-, right-)
This is my year, this is my year (yeah, look, huh) (this is my-, my-, my-)

I'm in this bitch with Armani, Venetta shit, mixed with Armani
'Cause V-shit, that's mixed with her mami
Yeah, shooter that shoot for a hobby (grr)
I post my location like, "Nigga, come find me" (yeah)
Ex on my dick, I'm like, "Please don't remind me" (nah)
They knew I was lit since the moment they signed me
It's not a verse, it's a homi', BBL flow, it's a body, king of my city, Fivi' (Fivi')

I ain't got time for a bitch now (yeah)
I bought a stick with a switch, wow (baow)
My gun go with all of my fits now (grr)
I'm standin' on that, nigga, sit down (huh)
They prayin' on me and I'm prayin' for better nights (yeah)
I think my bitches look better with cellulite (yeah)
Still be turned off by the shit I ain't never like

If we send 'em up, then he livin' a better life (baow)
Wildin' (wildin'), opp time (uh), before he see me, he see diamonds
I heard your lil' diss, it was garbage
When I'm in the spot, nigga, play "Billie Eilish" (yeah)
We tried to link, she was dodgin' (nah)
All my lil' niggas gon' turn up the violence (baow)
If I hit your bitch, I'm not keepin' it silent
'Cause it was too easy, ain't give me no challenge, no (oh, yeah, they don't challenge, no)

No, no, oh
I've been countin' my paper and mindin' my business (mindin' my-, oh)
'Cause I know them niggas don't even be 'round by the time that I finish (by the time that I-, oh)
I told 'em, "Bitch, I'm right here, bitch, I'm right here" (bitch, I'm right-, right-, right-)
This is my year, this is my year (this is my-, my-, my-) (year, year)