Big Bag Santa

All my life I've been dreaming big
But these haters don't wanna see me win
Let's get em mad, call me Big Bang Santa
Big Bang Santa, hookin' up the fam
Call me Big Bang Santa
Big Bang Santa, Big Bang Santa
Hookin' up the fam, call me Big Bang Santa

Got a big bag, big thangs poppin' in it, no knick-knacks
Was a long road, didn't get rich fast
Now the paper pilin' up, these some thick stacks
I got the sick past, but I'm healin
Stack it up to the ceiling, eatin
It's a feast on the table, A&Rs
If you really want a beast on your label, call me up
But after the holidays
Coz right Now I'm just chillin, tryna slow the pace
Tell depression, this ain't the moment to show your face
They really tryna keep me down like you should know your place
But look at us now, everybody show em your plates

Like all my life, I've been dreamin' big
But these haters don't wanna see me win
Let's get em mad, call me Big Bang Santa
Big Bang Santa, hookin' up the fam
Call me Big Bang Santa
Big Bang Santa, Big Bang Santa
Hookin' up the fam, call me Big Bang Santa

Call me Big Bang Santa
Don't get it twisted, know the things that matter
Are more than just superficial, but growin' up in conditions
Where sometimes Christmas missed you
You celebrate gettin' rich, you wanna flex
For the little kid in you nothing less
Than the best, so the trees gettin' blessed
With presents I didn't rest, I was really on my grind
All the ancestors lookin' down from heaven, they impressed
Big Santa came through with a big check
What you want for Christmas
Askin' if I can afford it, homie, that's a big yes
I saw the big picture like I had a 6th sense
I had a vision, they didn't see it
And now it all makes sense

Like all my life, I've been dreamin' big
But these haters don't wanna see me win
Call me Big Bang Santa
Big Bang Santa
Hookin' up the fam, call me Big Bang Santa
Big Bang Santa, Big Bang Santa
Hookin' up the fam, call me Big Bang Santa



Credits
Writer(s): Mayamiko Banda
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