Lyrics:
By any means, I'ma get it, bitch, fuck a test
I'm coming for the throne, big dawg, fuck the rest
And when I'm turnt, I say, fuck you, with my chest
The forecast is calling for snow everyday
For the rest of time (yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Gangsta grillz)
B-I-G, put your heels and your lace fronts
for the six folks
We think rich, grow rich
Big drip, flourish
Think rich, grow rich
Big drip, flourish
We think rich, grow rich
Big drip, flourish
Think
couldn't sell that coke
When I was young, it was hard to tell
If I grow up and be rich as hell
See, I was cool I knew all the shit
Big bank on my finger
Call Porsche, time to give away a Wraith
Bricks boy, tryna turn 'em into bass
Big boy, I been tryna buy the Braves
Court room soundin' like I'm in
I pull up on beam and shit
Run up on Preme I'm steaming shit (I'm steaming shit)
Virtual beam in it
Big shots of Remy no lean in it (no lean in it)
stop
Big hair, Big nails, Big shoes, What's up
See me at the night club, join me on the dance floor
If you want a good time, meet me by the back door
See
about several times now
cnd we haven't been getting any answer
So uhm listen just call us back
Please
Ok
YG
Big chop
Big cash
Big transactions
So
getting rich, rich, rich, rich
6 litres through a private jet, when I fly to Pune, Alladin's swept (Too Fly)
Big shout to the Woo, big shout to the crew
We
Speed demon, speed demon, oh oh, oh oh
(Whew, psyke)
Biggest star ever seen all eyes on me, yeah
Shine on me, yeah time on me, yeah
Ride no delay
I put it in my mind I can make a million dollars if I grind, bankroll time!
Bank roll after bank roll
Big Money
I like it
Bank roll after bank
I put it in my mind I can make a million dollars if I grind, bankroll time!
Bank roll after bank roll
Big Money
I like it
Bank roll after bank
It was back in nineteen forty-two,
I was a member of a good platoon.
We were on maneuvers in-a Louisiana,
One night by the light of the moon.
Mickey's bulletproof
DC; young and made
Boy, I will sing at your funeral
Trust me, Big Day
One time; 33 K
Boy you jokers in the way
Cut your heart just like
melon in now
With a pistol so big yo it could lift
A hippo and knock an elephant down
Akh, I punch a lot, I'm tellin' you now
And that fake-ass ice that
Big shot ima Big Shot, yeah
Big shot
I'm a big shot
I get in my bag like zip locks
Stacking big guap
Homie pleased don't get it criss crossed
My
do what I want
Hm, I'm a big girl now
If they don't pay your bills, pay them no mind
Move on to the friend if he wasting time
He calling again
real
All my life
I said I get rich
I'm thinking big, big
I'm thinking big tings
I'm gonn be rich
By any means
I'm gonn be rich
By any means
I'm gonn be
Once upon a time
I was rich
How you gonna tell me I wasn't living as a kid, uh
Once upon a time
I was rich
I was runnin' runnin' round
I was
she rather have nine
You know how the game go she be mine, 'bout half time, I'm the shit, ooh
Nigga, that's that nerve
You all about her, and she all
Ain't no big deal to say my love is real
When you reach out I'll be there
Please don't be afraid to look me in the eye
Sad time is gone, I got no
(Chorus)
Big red Chevy with the lift kit
24's riding with the big lips
Every time I smile that’s a big drip
Flexing when I drive need a fit bit
roof
Rich, black, two big guns and no coof
Things at the label, well they tend to get unstable
And that pretty much leave Malice at the table
Or over
time I was put up on the spot, then I choked (I can't)
I can't think of one time I got rich then went broke (Metro Boomin' wants some more, nigga)
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