Big Money

(Lala on the beat) (Damn, Osama, you global now) Yeah, I'm Big Money, I pull up and pop out your OG Fucking with them killers, they'll hop and step on you for free Told her, "Quit all of that playing, baby, why you teasing me?" All my blicks got switches on 'em, so they empty easily Went and got my weight up, niggas think I'm taking creatine Designer jugging, I just served a nigga in Amiri jeans Yeah, them shoes was Fear of God, but I swear ain't no fear in me If I go today, my girl and kid gon' shed some tears for me My niggas ain't ever did no hair, but they might come and split your wig My pops had told me, "Anything you do, make sure you do it big" So, I went and got them zaza bags and put 'em on thе rig We got pops, and we got Dracs, and we got glizzies and some SIGs If my partner die today, I told him, "It's nothing, I got your children" Couple niggas I came up with turned opp, they better keep they distance Don't talk about that shit online, go get a fire and handle your business It don't matter if you just shot him, he ain't dead then y'all finished In my condo doing pushups, going crazy with calisthenics If it's smoke, I pull up right to his crib and I address it I'm in the club, I got this baby rocket right inside my jacket You'll get stomped out in these Dior boots, we beat your ass in fashion Told my wifey, "I'm not normal, don't you treat me like your ex" Nigga call me for a ten-piece, told him, "Hold on, give me a second" If I drop this pack on you, you better pay me quick This charm alone, it cost a fit Can't talk right now, that lo' came in, I'm kinda busy Like my vibe with curves and pretty Say you real, I know you cap, so you a walking contradiction I got M's, I had ambition Cougar ridin' with me, she thick, just like she Deelishis Got that stick inside my luggage when I pull up inside the trenches Yeah, I'm Big Money, I'll pull up and pop out your OG Fuckin' with them killers, they'll hop and step on you for free Told her, "Quit all of that playing, baby, why you teasing me?" All my blicks got switches on 'em, so they empty easily Went and got my weight up, niggas think I'm taking creatine Designer juggin', I just served a nigga in Amiri jeans Yeah, them shoes was Fear of God, but I swear ain't no fear in me If I go today, my girl and kid gon' shed some tears for me My niggas ain't never did no hair, but they might come and split your wig My pops had told me, "Anything you do, make sure you do it big" So I went and got them zaza bags and put 'em on the rig We got pops, and we got Dracs, and we got glizzies and some SIGs Yeah, I'm Big Money Yeah, I'm Big Money Yeah, I'm Big Money Yeah, I'm Big Money