Big Money (feat. Offset)

C'mon C'mon, c'mon, c'mon I got, I got big money yeah Put that shit up yeah Big money, big money, big money, big money Big money, big money, big money, big money Put that lil' shit up, put that lil' shit up Put that lil' shit up, put that lil' shit up Put that lil' shit up, put that lil' shit up Put that lil' shit up, put that lil' shit up Big money, big money, big money, big money Big money, big money, big money, big money Put that lil' shit up, put that lil' shit up Put that lil' shit up, put that lil' shit up Put that lil' shit up, put that lil' shit up Put that lil' shit up, put that lil' shit up (Made Man!) My diamonds they coming from alien I trapped in the game and I'm nailing it Jumping in raw fist telling it Bricks you know we pedal it All of my niggas sip medicine Thinking we playing for Michigan Have my place comin' in, comin' in, M'n'M, M'n'M Lots of [?] I'm back again 20k spent in the mall again Bigger the bag, the bigger the rich She's digging my style, I'm fucking your bitch You know that I'm on, she know that I'm rich Call on my phone, call on flights bitch I'm gone Money won't leave my 'lone, [?] Big bag coming home, nigga while on the phone Young rich nigga on, making nets on the trade Hundred rounds to your face, nigga been getting cake Grind on can't waste, copped the house with the lake Broke niggas can't relate, bad bitches paint their face Made Man been straight Big money, big money, big money, big money Big money, big money, big money, big money Put that lil' shit up, put that lil' shit up Put that lil' shit up, put that lil' shit up Put that lil' shit up, put that lil' shit up Put that lil' shit up, put that lil' shit up Big money, big money, big money, big money Big money, big money, big money, big money Put that lil' shit up, put that lil' shit up Put that lil' shit up, put that lil' shit up Put that lil' shit up, put that lil' shit up Put that lil' shit up, put that lil' shit up (Offset!) Yeah I am in the trap with the blue Hondas Yeah I've been ballin' for three summers No I can't fall I don't dishonor Rocks on my wrist like a big [?] Fuck on your bitch tape brick on her Run with the pack get a hit on ya Hop in the Wraith and I shit on 'em I do not respect your big homie I got more racks than your big homie Kill to [?] got a dick on it But it do not got no kick on it I do not play with the racks Take off your top and detach I brought the multiple bags I spent me a 30 in sacks I get it back in one texting I'm bringing Gambino right back I make a play in a taxi He did know the driver was strapped I run the game from the backseat I had to see how it would map Made Man we having our way Yo, we are having our racks Big money, big money, big money, big money Big money, big money, big money, big money Put that lil' shit up, put that lil' shit up Put that lil' shit up, put that lil' shit up Put that lil' shit up, put that lil' shit up Put that lil' shit up, put that lil' shit up Big money, big money, big money, big money Big money, big money, big money, big money Put that lil' shit up, put that lil' shit up Put that lil' shit up, put that lil' shit up Put that lil' shit up, put that lil' shit up Put that lil' shit up, put that lil' shit up Put it up!