Big Loaf

Hook

I got Big Loaf ask em what they mad for i don’t know what

They mad for

Sliding in the coupe I might do the whole dash though

I be getting shit i even fucking ask for

Shitting on these **** like a asshole (x2)

Daysha Verse

**** run up tellem fallback

Bih talking crazy I ain’t on that

Old hundreds yea I got throwbacks

Petty ass money I done threw that

I’m loving this feeling of stacking and flipping I’m riding it

Tinted just know that

I’m popping I know that you notice

Lil bitches know that I’m loaded

Got on the beat and I rode it

Lil **** know that I’m focused

He wanna get behind poke it

Got my own stick and tote it

That water don’t drip I just pour

Straight off the porch In Porsche

I feel like I’m in a horse

I’m on my way to the port

Too many **** can’t sort

Won’t see me going back and forth

Need my money at the door

Counting blues fingers sore

Hook

I got Big Loaf ask em what they mad For i don’t know what

They mad for

Sliding in the coupe I might do the whole dash though

I be getting shit i even fucking ask for

Shitting on these **** like a asshole (x2)

Ti verse

And I cop it and paid hoe cash claiming you my man you a

Whole hoe really smart as fuck that’s what you don’t know

Stacking up these bank rolls that you can’t fold or hold i ain’t

Going broke this the weather for my Gucci coat I’m at the top

Floor thought that I couldn’t do it I stayed up ran on nothing

But fluid wasn’t no thing to do it I went up and got straight too

It I just bought some chains and the flushed I let king do it