BIG BOY

Post Post Post up, bro Heavy coat It don't snow Smoke a blunt, open up the back door Bring your friends over and some good dope Bring your friends over, make a movie We could prolly put on a good show We still young, we good folk We still stunt on putos Don't tell me bout a bag, what you know? Good vibes all the time but I still tote Brand new boots ain't steel toe Only spend a bag on a real hoe Pockets too big, all the cash I hold Big boy money, that's all I know Big boy, big boy, big boy Woah You the shit boy, shit boy, shit boy Woah Big boy, big boy, big boy Woah You the shit boy I know Big boy Woah Need me that big bread, that big bread That dough Text my shawty, she wanna party, I said let's go I Don't got a 'Rari yet but I'm close Need the peanut butter seats on the coupe, woah On my feet ice cream, boy is you slow? Big boy money, what do you know? Big boy styling, what do you know? Need a big boy palace for my kids though You know big boy plotting when you see him post You know big boy put em in a damn choke You know I play that pussy like a- Stop it You know in my pocket is a- Stop it Now I'm feeling like you getting out of pocket I'm addicted to the green like Goblin Big boy, big boy, big boy Woah You the shit boy, shit boy, shit boy Woah Big boy, big boy, big boy Woah You the shit boy I know Big boy Woah