كلمات اغنية بيغ إس – بيغ إس فيت كاش – ٱم لايك تري

Might catch me with a little Barbie

Probably lowkey eating on calamari

Need the bag off top feeling like Jeff Hardy

Got to go get it ain't got time to party

Chain shine neck glow

So fly UFO

Its Big Maj if you didn't know

I'm hitting licks & I hit your hoe nigga facts

My team ill

Ball hard don't need a deal

Nigga puff loud that Meek Mill

Fuck a rich bitch for a cheap thrill

Y'all like beefing with opps I ain't mad at y'all

But me blue faces like Avatar

I was in the field still got them scars

Now I'm in the league its time to ball

Now me yeah I'm addicted to mula

Get high and I hit up my jeweler

The way that I'm fucking that cash up

Got em like God damn how he do it

But fuck it you know that I'm bout it

Go broke man never I doubt it

The only time that its hammer time

When I'm reaching you know that I'm bout it

You talking real spicy bro watch how you talk

My young ins a boom you outline you in chalk

Yeah, she eat me up like Ball Park

Hit from the back she get knocked out the park

Popping tags popping bands

Got your girl popping xans

I do whatever I wanna

Cause fuck it I know I'm the man

Hella chickens in the coupe

Fucking bitches by the group

How much work for Tropicana

Cause God damn he got the juice

A lot of you fuck niggas always despising me

Cause I look like I just hit the lottery

Still chasing them checks no sponsor by Nike

Big Old Fish yes bitch ima Pisces

Heater on me I'm anemic

Far as bars I'm the meanest

Metaphors mess your head up

Punchlines leave you speechless

Cockiest pappy that bitches love

Nigga no lie on some G shit

Wavy nigga from around the way

All these niggas getting sea sick

I'm laid up with your girl

Ima different breed

Humping her leg like I'm mini me

Smoke good gas this some different weed

Loaded with slugs I look ima centipede

These losers be mad cause they cant control me

Put a sock in your mouth now you Mick Foley

Nah you ain't gang you don't know me

Getting money on my doley!