Текст песни
Eating these beats up in rapid succession
A rapping success, I'm the best, woah
When I speak, I be demanding attention
Commanding the right and the left, woah
Too clean and pristine to ask for ascension
I'm standing with holes in my chest, woah
Heating up tracks like a cooking profession
I'm taxing if you want the chef, woah
Ramsey on the beat dancing
Flavor the track up with spice from the cabinet, five
Stars on my apron I manage
Just to make all of these flavors outlandish
Let me start bragging
Right bout my lady, they jealous I bagged it
Wet as Atlantis, looking the baddest
I'm looking down at perfection and can't believe that I had settled for average
Bar raising
I been popping acid, fucking star gazing
I been in my mind and seen some dark places
What you want baby
I'm a large, in charge, man logging large payments
Big dog
Ain't charting yet but it's in the cards baby
Big dog
I'm hardly on but they hardly as hard
When they catch on, know I'm bound to launch baby
Big dog
Big dog, woah
Big dog
Big dog, yeah
Big dog
Big dog, woah
Big dog
Big dog, yeah
Hold on
You bout to catch these hands like Solange
Go on
Bro my guys got reach like a polearm
Oh God
She cranking my shit with both arms, hold on
Like woah
I need to think, I need a drink, I need to
Smoke
Upping the dose
Upping the effort, I put on these songs since you thought we was close
When I get her body, I'm upping her notes
Off of these uppers I'm doing the most
I'm up in her throat
She up to come choke
She jumping my bones
She jump to conclusions like jumping a rope
She must not have known that I'm hung like a horse, I'm the goat
Big dog, aye
Big dog, aye woah
Big dog
Big dog, yeah
Big dog, yeah
Big dog, okay
Big dog, big dog
Big dog, big dog, okay
Big dog, okay, woah
Big dog, aye, yeah
Big dog, okay, woah
Big dog, aye, woah
Big dog, yeah
Big dog, yeah