Big Shitter

Lyrics

[Intro] Ah, huh, yeah, huh Huh, yeah, huh Alright, huh, huh [Chorus] Ha, big shitter, bitch BIN fire, every card slam, ain't no hit or miss All this dog on me now, bitch, I'm Mister Shit I'll probably miss a layup 'fore I miss a bitch Huh, big shitter, big shitty, bitch, I'm shitting on 'em Niggas used to laugh and bitches chose but I'm winning now I ain't understand when I was broke but I get it now Now it's X, X, X, X when I spin around [Verse 1] Ayy, certified shitter, toilet paper should endorse a nigga Ksubi jeans, got a sushi roll in my foreign denim Foreign rental off a little punch and I'm flooring in it Giffy trip, Glock, AR Pistol, I be touring with it Huh, ayy, I don't clock in, I just scam and I chip jam Run around with four pockets full, I'm the Shit Man I'm a asshole 'cause I'm knowing I'm the shit, man T-double H-L, I can let my kit dance Chain water, pieces' fire, I'm the Avatar Tron off the za, let him drive and he crashed the car If it's really up, I'll have my 'rillas tear yo ass apart Still play with slides, a lot of y'all left them at the park Ah, bitch, I'm still sliding McQueen head wrap, BINs fire, bitch, I'm Bin Laden They ain't never liked to play it fair, gang and them violent I can wake up and make a dub when I feel like it Brodie throwing gang signs up like he Doctor Strange Telescope on the AR, catch a shot from range The beef could start at 7:59, get him shot at 8 I, yeah, yeah [Chorus] Ha, big shitter, bitch BIN fire, every card slam, ain't no hit or miss All this dog on me now, bitch, I'm Mister Shit I'll probably miss a layup 'fore I miss a bitch Huh, big shitter, big shitty, bitch, I'm shitting on 'em Niggas used to laugh and bitches chose but I'm winning now I ain't understand when I was broke but I get it now Now it's X, X, X, X when I spin around [Verse 2] Ayy Ayy, I could blow a dub and still win, nah, think about it If you say it's up and see me out, you better be about it I was really dreaming 'bout a M before I seen a thousand Like, couple thousand on me right now Ha, yeah, ha Nah, for real, bitch, I'm thumbing through it right now ARs, Glocks, why the fuck would I fight now? I ain't fuck with English class but now I read and write Balenciaga sandals, walk around like I'm Jesus Christ Gang and them was wrapping shit before they ever seen a mic I'll probably Glock got a green light, funny how it stop opps Ugly-ass thousand dollar kicks when I hopscotch Hundred rounds, it'll be tomorrow when the shot stops Lobster tail in my alfredo when I pasta [Chorus] Ha, big shitter, bitch BIN fire, every card slam, ain't no hit or miss All this dog on me now, bitch, I'm Mister Shit I'll probably miss a layup 'fore I miss a bitch Huh, big shitter, big shitty, bitch, I'm shitting on 'em Niggas used to laugh and bitches chose but I'm winning now I ain't understand when I was broke but I get it now Now it's X, X, X, X when I spin around [Outro] Ha, big shitter, bitch BIN fire, every card slam, ain't no hit or miss All this dog on me now, bitch, I'm Mister Shit I'll probably miss a layup 'fore I miss a bitch