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Big bitches, big money, big clo- Big- Big—
Big bitches, big money-money— clothes
Big numbers on my pages fa-ages— fake numbers in my phone, yuh
I'd fuck that nigga Dino, giving backshots like a rhino
He not even on this sample, still put Grief up inside his spinal
But he from another time though
From way before the typo, but maybe not the Type-O
But really what do I know? I don't know
Noth-Nothin' 'bout myself or nothin' 'bout the niggas 'round- niggas 'round me
I don't even love myself, so why I love how you look down me?
I hate how you see through me, I hate how you once knew me
And maybe i'm a new me
This movie that i'm livin', it ain't glamorous at all
And everyone including self is waiting for my fall
This niggas steady lyin' sayin' "Post up at the mall"
My girlfriend fuckin' hates me but, fuck it bitch we ball
How I get to where I am today? this shit don't make no sense
I remember momma always told me "Boy have common sense"
Thought nothin' else was better than the Nintendo DS
But now I crumble under pressure, crumble under all the stress
I like, Yeah
Big bitches, big money, big clothes
Big numbers on my pages, fake numbers in my phone (Yuh)
Big bitches, big money, big clothes
Big numbers on my pages, fake numbers in my phone (Yuh)
Fake numbers in my bank account I scam niggas
I'm like "No I promise ma'am" check your spam nigga
I used to be so broke, I ain't even eat Spam nigga
Nigga I was so damn broke i's stealing Spam nigga
Jack In The Box, got a jack in the cock
Suck my dick in the back of the cop
Smashin' a rock, sniff, passin' the rock
I hate my life nigga, want it to stop
Jack In The Box, got a jack in the cock
Suck my dick in the back of the cop
Smashin' a rock, sniff, passin' the rock
I hate my life nigga, want it to stop
Made uncomfortable by others pain
Made uncomfortable by others pain