Lyrics:
fell off yet
Payment? Hell naw, I'm rich
C.O.D, ask Elliot, bitch
Big shot, Mr. Big shot (shot)
Mr. Big shot, Mr. Big shot (shot)
Got OG, got
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
I'm not just a big boy
I'm a very big boy
I'm a very rich boy
Ehy my God you don lift me high ohhhhh
Ehhhhhhhh
From nobody
God you make me me
Niggas Imma Be Rich
Niggas Imma Be Rich
And I ain't gonna stop until the day I die
My chain keeps swinging from left to right, it's like
Imma Be
Bang
Came everything we see
From the Big Bang
Came the stuff of Universe
Space and Time
Stars that shine
From the Big Bang
Came Simon and Garfunkel
From
Its The Vibe Bitch ( Huh)
You Know The Vibe Bitch
It's Jess ThaVibe Bitch
I'm Going In Every Mutha****** Time Bitch
Slept On By My City Ion Like
right by it
I don't got a lot of money but I can fill ya' pockets
But don't you ever think you can breach my wallet
Big bankroll code make sure you
the more that you fret
How big can you get
How big can you get
Say Jack, you can never wear more than one suit at a time
An' wearin' one pair of shoes,
I wanna make it rich
I wanna make it big
Know I gotta keep these sticks
223 get you hit
Know i gotta go get rich for the fun life
I just wanna
known
I'm by your side
Now let me open up your heart
Going higher than the clouds
Wanna hear you scream and shout
I'm the big bang boy, gonna be
(speeding)
Runnin' through bands, I'm rich (I'm rich)
Everything president tints
I'm on Ocean with a bad ho
Top down, she got flew'd out
On the back seat
this bar!
By two o'clock, when the bars are already closed down, BILLY had broken 'THE BIG NEWS' to ETHELL. And with dust and boulders everywhere,
the city hit the gas switch lanes
I ain't nothing like her last big dog too lame
Young rich homie I ain't worried 'bout fame
I been stacking since
of the arnage
Even as a youth I was laudering the stoop
Underneath the nose, and the Feds had no clue
I was pushing keys in a V with no roof
Rich, black, two big
I let my fingers slide on his print
He told me to chill out it ain’t ready
I’m tryna figure out if it’s big
So let that nigga out gotta see it
Only
shit
What did I do private island, I shit
What did I do behind shop, I dunno
That's where your girl gave me top
Big shit, I got big shit, I got real rich
You're getting way too big for your boots
You're never too big for the boot
I've got the big size twelves on my feet
Your face ain't big for my
You're getting way too big for your boots
You're never too big for the boot
I've got the big size twelves on my feet
Your face ain't big for my
of misunderstandin'
Hit the parkin' lot, bitch, I was standin' by the Benz
You think a nigga rich, bitch?
Gold diggin' tramps tryin' to get with this dick
For all
niggas only, bad bitches only
Rich niggas only, independent bitches only
Boss niggas only, thick bitches only
I got my real niggas here by my side, only
right)
Black on black big bodies, all back to back with it (oh, you see it)
Poppin' Percs like three times a week, hangin' with my savages, yeah (woo)
1-0-1-7 (poppin')
BigWalkDog
BigWalkDog
Big 1-0-1-7 (ayy)
Hey
Hey, hey, hey
When you poppin', every time you move, you gotta move with
be said in American headlines
Kennedy stretched and smiled
And got double crossed by lowlife goons and agents
Rich bankers with criminal connections
a friend like me (never!)
Go big time! (Big time!) Wish big time! (Big time!)
Go big time! (Big time!) Uh
Go big time! (Big time!) Wish big time! (Big
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