BIG

Lyrics

[Intro] (Look out, Veno) (Mama know who Cub$kout is) (Veno gon' cook up, he mix the ingredients) Look [Verse 1] Hey, Ms. Paris, can I take you out to London? You can ask about me, I know how to make you money Book a jet for you and your friends, that's that bag, it ain't nothin' I come from that North where all your crimes turn to somethin' How all these robberies and murders turned to millions, bitch My neighbors runnin', tellin' pawpaw how I'm killin' shit He said that shit up in that song, he wish he never did (Wish he never did) I'm out that window right or wrong, I'm a Backyardigan Q50, FN, Trailblazer, my daddy gifted It broke down on me, I was takin' Brianna to school and I had one strap up in it We gon' run down on him, he a nail, we hammеr the fool and then we keep it kickin' And I always find my fuckin' way to jail likе I was born in prison Got the tank sittin' in front my house, nigga, and it drive on water, nigga That sixty thousand for that cross, I'ma put it on my daughter I got these ninjas 'round, huh, like I'm a biker boy Better keep your pistol 'round, you play soft, we gon' hit you hard, bitch [Chorus] Pink Bentley, yellow Demon, red Bentley, Rolls-Royce I pulled up inside a Urus, then the car Big pendant, big watch, big knots, oh, Lord Baby, I'm a thug, shawty told me I'm a star Big, build mansions everywhere, nigga, I am that boy Come pull up where I live, I keep security in the yard, nigga Nigga tried to throw a brick and hide his hand, we gon' kill him for it I'm makin' sure my convoy don't avoid, I can't, oh, no [Verse 2] Me and Meechy through your window, bitch, I'm creepin' on my tippy toes Four-door Jag', I'm slidin', that's me and Choppa in here smokin' dope Nigga yappin', I had youngin stab the bitch soon as he hit the door I'ma bat her, she keep movin' 'round my styrofoam I be preachin' like a pastor, I get active, what type of time you on? I'm fuckin' up, you movin' backwards, bitch, just stack it and keep movin' on Uppin' with the tool when it go down, I'ma break some rules, you play me wrong I don't like them dudes, she playin' they song, I'ma kick this bitch up out my home Look, baby, I'm inside a Flying Dutchman (Dutchman) We put choppers in Davy Jones' locker, nigga, touch me Play 'round with the don dada, this shit get ugly I been poppin' this shit, they hate me so much that I know they love me [Chorus] Pink Bentley, yellow Demon, red Bentley, Rolls-Royce I pulled up inside a Urus, then the car Big pendant, big watch, big knots, oh, Lord Baby, I'm a thug, shawty told me I'm a star Big, build mansions everywhere, nigga, I am that boy Come pull up where I live, I keep security in the yard, nigga Nigga tried to throw a brick and hide his hand, we gon' kill him for it I'm makin' sure my convoy don't avoid (Nah, never)