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I got, big rocks, big chain, big watch
 Big beans, big Glocks, big bales, big blocks
 All gold Rollie, no tick tock
 Fuck your ho, in my flip flops
 Kickin' this shit, no gym socks
 Ask about me nigga, I been hot
 It ain't 'bout money? Nigga kick rocks
 That's all facts, no Xerox
 Bust a couple shots, make it clear out
 You pussy ass nigga, I don't hear about
 I'm up one, up one, up one, up one
 I'm up one, up one, I'm up one, I'm up one
 I'm up one, don't make me bust one
 This big chopper, it'll touch somethin'
 Or now nigga, I'ma buck somethin'
 Nigga think I ain't shootin', I'll sunk somethin'
 Hop out the whip, hoes come runnin'
 Man that silly ass bitch, I ain't gon' fuck nothin'
 Ho stop playin' games, come suck somethin'
 Hey, bend it over, put it on your butt honey
 Hey, watch presidential, get top in a rental
 Hopped in a Sprinter, fly individual
 Big guap, thick knots, check my credentials
 Kick back, keep it player, ride with the nigga
 Cup full of mud runnin' up in my liver
 Pray to god they don't put me in the hospital
 Can't touch me boy, I'm too hot nigga
 All these little bitty bitches gon' bop nigga
 Had to hide these rocks in my jock nigga
 If he playin' I'ma shoot him off top nigga
 Boy I spent thirty K on my watch nigga
 Put dick all in your ho crotch nigga
 Poppin' shit, poppin' shit, yeah I pop niggas
 Got a lick, got a lick, on a house nigga
 Hell nah I ain't stuntin' you stank hoes
 Street, yeah R.I.P. Bankroll
 I got, big rocks, big chain, big watch
 Big beans, big Glocks, big bales, big blocks
 All gold Rollie, no tick tock
 Fuck your ho in my flip flops
 Kickin' this shit, no gym socks
 Ask about me nigga, I been hot
 It ain't 'bout money? Nigga kick rocks
 That's all facts, no Xerox
 Bust a couple shots, make it clear out
 You pussy ass nigga, I don't hear about
 I'm up one, up one, up one, up one
 I'm up one, up one, I'm up one, I'm up one
 Never let a bitch nigga take my shine
 Fuck waitin' around nigga, I'ma take mine
 I'm up one now but it took a little time
 Patek Philippe for my time
 Free lil' bro, he brought the MAC's out
 Standin' on stage with my strap out
 Everywhere I go I got them racks out
 Nigga try to take mine, it's a blackout
 I'm gettin' money for real, I had a mil, before the deal, yeah
 I get them pounds every week,
 I'm never off beat, I stay in the streets, yeah
 Niggas be sayin' they want beef,
 but soon as we meet, they want to speak, yeah
 Count this money 'til I fall off
 I'm LeBron the way I ball out
 Them niggas run and hide when them rods out
 Man that shit wasn't sweet, I took the hard route
 I'm in Dallas, I got all my chains on
 She keep callin' my line so I changed phones
 Hop out, who you? Who you? Bruh shoot
 Run with the gang, we gon' pull up in groups
 Get you knocked down for a new pair of shoes
 I got, big rocks, big chain, big watch
 Big beans, big Glocks, big bales, big blocks
 All gold Rollie, no tick tock
 Fuck your ho in my flip flops
 Kickin' this shit, no gym socks
 Ask about me nigga, I been hot
 It ain't 'bout money? Nigga kick rocks
 That's all facts, no Xerox
 Bust a couple shots, make it clear out
 You pussy ass nigga, I don't hear about
 I'm up one, up one, up one, up one
 I'm up one, up one, I'm up one, I'm up one
 Pay big bank, take lil' bank
 She booted on the molly, I'm on a lil' drank
 Come fly by me, I want a lil' face
 Think about it, I don't want relations with the lil' skank
 Not Tay-K but I'm on the race
 Big desert eagle, keep it on my waist
 Motherfuck a hater, yeah they gonna hate
 Fall back lil' bitch, nah I don't go on dates
 Yeah I stay sippin' on the sizzurp
 Got a lot of ice like a blizzard
 What's crackin' nigga? What's the wizzard?
 In the trap doin' magic like a wizard
 Sip me a four, nigga slizzard
 Smart ho givin' brain like a nizzard
 I ain't gettin' money, what you say, come again sir?
 Sucked off in the loft, gettin' top's where I been sir
 Gettin' drunk, gettin' full of this Henn' sir
 In my pants, yeah I keep about ten sir
 I'm a loner, no I don't need friends sir
 Got about ten bad bitches in the Benz sir
 Don't ask me 'bout that ho house, I ain't went there
 Broke, been a long time since I been there
 Boy you niggas stressin' out, you got thin hair
 My son ain't born yet but he got about ten pair Guccis
 I got, big rocks, big chain, big watch
 Big beans, big Glocks, big bales, big blocks
 All gold Rollie, no tick tock
 Fuck your ho in my flip flops
 Kickin' this shit, no gym socks
 Ask about me nigga, I been hot
 It ain't 'bout money? Nigga kick rocks
 That's all facts, no Xerox
 Bust a couple shots, make it clear out
 You pussy ass nigga, I don't hear about
 I'm up one, up one, up one, up one
 I'm up one, up one, I'm up one, I'm up one
 I got, big rocks, big chain, big watch
 Big beans, big Glocks, big bales, big blocks
 All gold Rollie, no tick tock
 Fuck your ho, in my flip flops
 Kickin' this shit, no gym socks
 Ask about me nigga, I been hot
 It ain't 'bout money? Nigga kick rocks
 That's all facts, no Xerox
 Bust a couple shots, make it clear out
 You pussy ass nigga, I don't hear about
 I'm up one, up one, up one, up one
 I'm up one, up one, I'm up one, I'm up one
 I'm up one, don't make me bust one
 This big chopper, it'll touch somethin'
 Or now nigga, I'ma buck somethin'
 Nigga think I ain't shootin', I'll sunk somethin'
 Hop out the whip, hoes come runnin'
 Man that silly ass bitch, I ain't gon' fuck nothin'
 Ho stop playin' games, come suck somethin'
 Hey, bend it over, put it on your butt honey
 Hey, watch presidential, get top in a rental
 Hopped in a Sprinter, fly individual
 Big guap, thick knots, check my credentials
 Kick back, keep it player, ride with the nigga
 Cup full of mud runnin' up in my liver
 Pray to god they don't put me in the hospital
 Can't touch me boy, I'm too hot nigga
 All these little bitty bitches gon' bop nigga
 Had to hide these rocks in my jock nigga
 If he playin' I'ma shoot him off top nigga
 Boy I spent thirty K on my watch nigga
 Put dick all in your ho crotch nigga
 Poppin' shit, poppin' shit, yeah I pop niggas
 Got a lick, got a lick, on a house nigga
 Hell nah I ain't stuntin' you stank hoes
 Street, yeah R.I.P. Bankroll
 I got, big rocks, big chain, big watch
 Big beans, big Glocks, big bales, big blocks
 All gold Rollie, no tick tock
 Fuck your ho in my flip flops
 Kickin' this shit, no gym socks
 Ask about me nigga, I been hot
 It ain't 'bout money? Nigga kick rocks
 That's all facts, no Xerox
 Bust a couple shots, make it clear out
 You pussy ass nigga, I don't hear about
 I'm up one, up one, up one, up one
 I'm up one, up one, I'm up one, I'm up one
 Never let a bitch nigga take my shine
 Fuck waitin' around nigga, I'ma take mine
 I'm up one now but it took a little time
 Patek Philippe for my time
 Free lil' bro, he brought the MAC's out
 Standin' on stage with my strap out
 Everywhere I go I got them racks out
 Nigga try to take mine, it's a blackout
 I'm gettin' money for real, I had a mil, before the deal, yeah
 I get them pounds every week,
 I'm never off beat, I stay in the streets, yeah
 Niggas be sayin' they want beef,
 but soon as we meet, they want to speak, yeah
 Count this money 'til I fall off
 I'm LeBron the way I ball out
 Them niggas run and hide when them rods out
 Man that shit wasn't sweet, I took the hard route
 I'm in Dallas, I got all my chains on
 She keep callin' my line so I changed phones
 Hop out, who you? Who you? Bruh shoot
 Run with the gang, we gon' pull up in groups
 Get you knocked down for a new pair of shoes
 I got, big rocks, big chain, big watch
 Big beans, big Glocks, big bales, big blocks
 All gold Rollie, no tick tock
 Fuck your ho in my flip flops
 Kickin' this shit, no gym socks
 Ask about me nigga, I been hot
 It ain't 'bout money? Nigga kick rocks
 That's all facts, no Xerox
 Bust a couple shots, make it clear out
 You pussy ass nigga, I don't hear about
 I'm up one, up one, up one, up one
 I'm up one, up one, I'm up one, I'm up one
 Pay big bank, take lil' bank
 She booted on the molly, I'm on a lil' drank
 Come fly by me, I want a lil' face
 Think about it, I don't want relations with the lil' skank
 Not Tay-K but I'm on the race
 Big desert eagle, keep it on my waist
 Motherfuck a hater, yeah they gonna hate
 Fall back lil' bitch, nah I don't go on dates
 Yeah I stay sippin' on the sizzurp
 Got a lot of ice like a blizzard
 What's crackin' nigga? What's the wizzard?
 In the trap doin' magic like a wizard
 Sip me a four, nigga slizzard
 Smart ho givin' brain like a nizzard
 I ain't gettin' money, what you say, come again sir?
 Sucked off in the loft, gettin' top's where I been sir
 Gettin' drunk, gettin' full of this Henn' sir
 In my pants, yeah I keep about ten sir
 I'm a loner, no I don't need friends sir
 Got about ten bad bitches in the Benz sir
 Don't ask me 'bout that ho house, I ain't went there
 Broke, been a long time since I been there
 Boy you niggas stressin' out, you got thin hair
 My son ain't born yet but he got about ten pair Guccis
 I got, big rocks, big chain, big watch
 Big beans, big Glocks, big bales, big blocks
 All gold Rollie, no tick tock
 Fuck your ho in my flip flops
 Kickin' this shit, no gym socks
 Ask about me nigga, I been hot
 It ain't 'bout money? Nigga kick rocks
 That's all facts, no Xerox
 Bust a couple shots, make it clear out
 You pussy ass nigga, I don't hear about
 I'm up one, up one, up one, up one
 I'm up one, up one, I'm up one, I'm up one

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