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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kendra Jae
Kendra Jae
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kendra Jae
Kendra Jae
Composer
Trev Rich
Trev Rich
Composer
Turrell Sims
Turrell Sims
Composer
Darwin C. Quinn
Darwin C. Quinn
Composer
Luke S. Crowder
Luke S. Crowder
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
C. Gutta
C. Gutta
Producer
Luke Crowder
Luke Crowder
Producer
Haze
Haze
Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I need a big, big, big, big, big, big Big, big, big, big, big, big check that I can I spend Big whips, big cribs, big everything I'm in Big mad 'cause they tried to do everything I did I don' paid big dues, now I'm making big moves And now that's a big mood, had to step in big shoes I don't fuck with niggas 'less they coming with a big tool Make it Way, ay Just like that, I like everything big, lil stepper fallin back Wet his face then I dry it, my shit like a laundry mat At first they wasn't answering, but now they calling back But I get it, I been too committed, I done got it lit I like hunnids, and I like 'em blue, like I'm banging crip But it's red, up under my shoes, you know what these is Paid the fees when I paid my dues, LLC the biz Big bank, big cake, got my shit straight Now I'm doing everything I know yo bitch can't (Ye-ye) Yea I'm lil my potential 6'8 and you know I'm tryna get paid (So I need a) I need a big, big, big, big, big, big Big, big, big, big, big, big check that I can I spend Big whips, big cribs, big everything I'm in Big mad 'cause they tried to do everything I did I don' paid big dues, now I'm making big moves And now that's a big mood, had to step in big shoes I don't fuck with niggas 'less they coming with a big tool Make it (Way) Don't compare me to nobody, too much capping in this shit I'ma look, I don't even need a caption on the pics We be everywhere you ain't never there, how you lit You was good when I was down and now I'm up these niggas sick Make 'em throw up, every time we show up, bitch this how you glow up You got lil' money, you can't talk to us until it grow up We don't need yo bottles, you see this expensive shit we po' up Keep putting on an act, but just stop acting like you know us this is Big bank, big cake, got my shit straight Now I'm doing everything I know yo bitch can't (Ye-ye) Yea I'm lil my potential 6'8 and you know I'm tryna get paid (So I need a) I need a big, big, big, big, big, big Big, big, big, big, big, big check that I can I spend Big whips, big cribs, big everything I'm in Big mad 'cause they tried to do everything I did I don' paid big dues, now I'm making big moves And now that's a big mood, had to step in big shoes I don't fuck with niggas 'less they coming with a big tool Make it
Writer(s): Trevor D Rich, Darwin Quinn, Luke Crowder, Kendra Jae, Turrell Sims Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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