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BIG BET.
by Fivio Foreign
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Yeah, yeah
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
We gettin' money now
Fuck is you talkin' 'bout?
It's the legend
And I'll beat your brother the fuck up, pussy
Ayy, ayy bet I get rich
Let them lil' broke hoes stunt on my dick
The better I get, ayy, bet I get lit
Bet I ain't fuckin' your crush in my past, it's next on my list
I bet I get hits, bet on my brother
I bet on you niggas, I bet on my bitch
Bet on my wrist, crop that, nigga, I drop-top
Bitches look better like this
Ayy, I call the shots, I call the winners, defenders and blocks
Y'all call the cops, shit, I call the opps
I call my niggas who lived on the bottom to get on this top
I call it all, girlie had came up from musclin' bundles
Now I got it now, and I got a lot
Y'all got me twisted, I'm really them niggas, you thought I forgot
Fuck on that bitch when I touch down, down on my ass, bet it's up now
She know I just wanna fuck now, so she try not to pick up now
Used to rock dunks, I lay up, used to be sleep, I stay up now
Even my opps know it's up, but, bitch, I'm on your ass, and it's stuck now, now, now
I've been countin' my paper and mindin' my business
'Cause I know them niggas on even mirror by the time that I finish
I told 'em "Bitch, I'm right here, bitch, I'm right here"
This is my year, this is my year (yeah, look, huh)
I'm in this bitch with Armani, vignetter shit mixed with Armani
'Cause (?), that's mixed with her mommy
A shooter that shoot for a hobby (grr)
I post my location like, "Nigga, come find me"
Ask on my dick, I'm like, "Please don't remind me" (nah)
They knew I was lit since the moment they signed me
It's not a verse, it's a homi', BBL flow, it's a body, kickin' my city, Fivi' (Fivi')
I ain't got time for a bitch now, I bought a stick with a switch, wow (baow)
My gun go with all of my fits now (grr), I'm standin' on that, nigga, sit down (huh)
They prayin' on me and I'm prayin' for better nights (yeah)
I think my bitches look better with cellulite (yeah)
Still be turned off by the shit I ain't never like
If we send 'em up, then he livin' a better life (baow)
Wylin' (wylin'), on timin', before they see me, they see diamonds
I heard your lil' diss, it was garbage
When I'm in the spot, nigga, play Billie Eilish (yeah)
We tried to link, she was dodgin' (nah)
All my lil' niggas go turn up the violence (baow)
If I hit your bitch, I'm not keepin' it silent
'Cause it was too easy, ain't give me no challenge
I've been countin' my paper and mindin' my business (mindin' my-)
'Cause I know them niggas on even mirror by the time that I finish
I told 'em, "Bitch, I'm right here, bitch, I'm right here"
This is my year, this is my year
Yeah, yeah
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
We gettin' money now
Fuck is you talkin' 'bout?
It's the legend
And I'll beat your brother the fuck up, pussy
Ayy, ayy bet I get rich
Let them lil' broke hoes stunt on my dick
The better I get, ayy, bet I get lit
Bet I ain't fuckin' your crush in my past, it's next on my list
I bet I get hits, bet on my brother
I bet on you niggas, I bet on my bitch
Bet on my wrist, crop that, nigga, I drop-top
Bitches look better like this
Ayy, I call the shots, I call the winners, defenders and blocks
Y'all call the cops, shit, I call the opps
I call my niggas who lived on the bottom to get on this top
I call it all, girlie had came up from musclin' bundles
Now I got it now, and I got a lot
Y'all got me twisted, I'm really them niggas, you thought I forgot
Fuck on that bitch when I touch down, down on my ass, bet it's up now
She know I just wanna fuck now, so she try not to pick up now
Used to rock dunks, I lay up, used to be sleep, I stay up now
Even my opps know it's up, but, bitch, I'm on your ass, and it's stuck now, now, now
I've been countin' my paper and mindin' my business
'Cause I know them niggas on even mirror by the time that I finish
I told 'em "Bitch, I'm right here, bitch, I'm right here"
This is my year, this is my year (yeah, look, huh)
I'm in this bitch with Armani, vignetter shit mixed with Armani
'Cause (?), that's mixed with her mommy
A shooter that shoot for a hobby (grr)
I post my location like, "Nigga, come find me"
Ask on my dick, I'm like, "Please don't remind me" (nah)
They knew I was lit since the moment they signed me
It's not a verse, it's a homi', BBL flow, it's a body, kickin' my city, Fivi' (Fivi')
I ain't got time for a bitch now, I bought a stick with a switch, wow (baow)
My gun go with all of my fits now (grr), I'm standin' on that, nigga, sit down (huh)
They prayin' on me and I'm prayin' for better nights (yeah)
I think my bitches look better with cellulite (yeah)
Still be turned off by the shit I ain't never like
If we send 'em up, then he livin' a better life (baow)
Wylin' (wylin'), on timin', before they see me, they see diamonds
I heard your lil' diss, it was garbage
When I'm in the spot, nigga, play Billie Eilish (yeah)
We tried to link, she was dodgin' (nah)
All my lil' niggas go turn up the violence (baow)
If I hit your bitch, I'm not keepin' it silent
'Cause it was too easy, ain't give me no challenge
I've been countin' my paper and mindin' my business (mindin' my-)
'Cause I know them niggas on even mirror by the time that I finish
I told 'em, "Bitch, I'm right here, bitch, I'm right here"
This is my year, this is my year
