B!G T!Me.
(Woo!) Hop out a 'Benz, hop out a frogeye
Huh, I'm tryna spend, doin' it big time
(Woo!) I'm clearin' my head, I'm headed to Shanghai
Huh, (Skrrt!), Skrr, McLaren all red, we burnin' the damn tires
Pop another addy, 'cause I'm damn tired
Tapped in I'm damn wired
From the West Side, I'm damn wild
I'm a star, she want my child
Hoppin' off a plane I got jet lag
Catch you starrin' at my big bag
Better step back 'fore it click-clack
I don't play about the big bank
Bottega, Marc Jacobs
Bottega, Marc Jacobs
Bottega, Marc Jacobs
Celine, uh
Giorgio Armani my jeans
Rockin' that 'xander McQueen, (Yeah)
Rockin' that Givenchy, Shawty she Prada me
Got stripes like Burberry, (huh), Fendi, Versace on me
(Yeah), Fuck on my broad, then I hop in a coupe, bitch!, (huh)
Y'all music ain't shit, swear to god, you a nuisance
(Huh), I ain't worried bout shit, except my drugs and the blue strips
(Huh, yeah), Real Roxxstar! shit, thought you already knew this
(Woo!) Hop out a 'Benz, hop out a frogeye
Huh, I'm tryna spend, doin' it big time
(Woo!) I'm clearin' my head, I'm headed to Shanghai
Huh, (Skrrt!), Skrr, McLaren all red, we burnin' the damn tires
Pop another addy, 'cause I'm damn tired
Tapped in I'm damn wired
From the West Side, I'm damn wild
I'm a star, she want my child
Hoppin' off a plane I got jet lag
Catch you starrin' at my big bag
Better step back 'fore it click-clack
I don't play about the big bank
Huh, I'm tryna spend, doin' it big time
(Woo!) I'm clearin' my head, I'm headed to Shanghai
Huh, (Skrrt!), Skrr, McLaren all red, we burnin' the damn tires
Pop another addy, 'cause I'm damn tired
Tapped in I'm damn wired
From the West Side, I'm damn wild
I'm a star, she want my child
Hoppin' off a plane I got jet lag
Catch you starrin' at my big bag
Better step back 'fore it click-clack
I don't play about the big bank
Bottega, Marc Jacobs
Bottega, Marc Jacobs
Bottega, Marc Jacobs
Celine, uh
Giorgio Armani my jeans
Rockin' that 'xander McQueen, (Yeah)
Rockin' that Givenchy, Shawty she Prada me
Got stripes like Burberry, (huh), Fendi, Versace on me
(Yeah), Fuck on my broad, then I hop in a coupe, bitch!, (huh)
Y'all music ain't shit, swear to god, you a nuisance
(Huh), I ain't worried bout shit, except my drugs and the blue strips
(Huh, yeah), Real Roxxstar! shit, thought you already knew this
(Woo!) Hop out a 'Benz, hop out a frogeye
Huh, I'm tryna spend, doin' it big time
(Woo!) I'm clearin' my head, I'm headed to Shanghai
Huh, (Skrrt!), Skrr, McLaren all red, we burnin' the damn tires
Pop another addy, 'cause I'm damn tired
Tapped in I'm damn wired
From the West Side, I'm damn wild
I'm a star, she want my child
Hoppin' off a plane I got jet lag
Catch you starrin' at my big bag
Better step back 'fore it click-clack
I don't play about the big bank
Credits
Writer(s): Matte Roxx!, Matthew Mendoza, Wesley Tyler Glass
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