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Big Homie
Symba, 2 Chainz
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(Damn, Kev)
I told you I was big dog once before
Now I'm taking you to division (Yeah)
What's that?
Ain't no comparison, not to be arrogant
When you this good, you don't worry 'bout narratives
Fuck your opinion, the fact is we winnin'
No wonder they all wanna stop and they starin' at us (Look at me)
Rings only (Only), big trophy (Trophy)
Big bag, Brinks only (Ayy), yeah, Brinks only
I done got rich and turned into my big homie (Yeah), big homie
I done got rich and turned into my big homie, big homie (Big homie)
I done got rich and turned into my big homie, big homie (Big homie)
I done got rich and turned into my big homie (Yeah), big homie
Yeah, I done got rich
I done got rich
I done got straight to the money, I'm at the
Ritz (Ayy, put the twenties over there, man)
Top floor, runnin' up numbers, I made a list (Yeah)
Checkin' off everything I wanted (What you want?)
Like a brand new Benz (Uh-huh)
And that Cartier shit for my mama (Yeah)
I'm pushin' foreigns now, tourin' 'round
Feet up, smokin' weed, border bound
Jumpman, jumpman, I'm Jordan now
Still'll move a quarter pound (Get in)
My big homie used to shit on me
When I come through, he get nervous now
I got 'em all feelin' some type of way
So I don't come through 'cause they lurkin' now
Ballin' out, large amounts
I'm buyin' pounds to get my dogs out
Free my niggas in the doghouse
I'ma say that shit until they all out
We gon' go and buy the mall out (Out)
I spent a stack on these Rick Owens (Yeah)
I'm not the one to be big bro-in' (Yeah)
I'm not the one to be big bro-in'
Ain't no comparison, not to be arrogant
When you this good, you don't worry 'bout narratives
Fuck your opinion, the fact is we winnin'
No wonder they all wanna stop and they starin' at us (Look at me)
Rings only (Woo), big trophy (Big trophy)
Big bag, Brinks only (Uh), yeah, Brinks only
I done got rich and turned into my big homie (Ayy), big homie
I done got rich and turned into my big homie, big homie (Big homie)
I done got rich and turned into my big homie (Yeah), big homie
I done got rich and turned into my big
Homie (The deal is my homie), big homie
Yeah, I done got rich
Big Tony, she spit on it
First trap that I worked in sold nicks only (Yeah)
I switched on 'em, I got some pounds and rounds (Baow)
Look at the dresser (Yeah), uh, been to a thousand islands (Yeah)
Talk about murder so much, it don't even seem violent
I'm on three-way with the pilot (Hello?)
How much the plane? I'ma buy it (Woo)
My neighborhood came with the sirens (Woo)
It'll turn you to a tyrant (It will)
My kidneys should be violent (Violent)
I was on a lean diet (Diet)
Law don't sing choir (Uh)
If you ain't cough, I ain't buy it (No)
Residue on my fingernails, adolescence
You either shoot a nigga or you go to jail, that's a lesson
From the Southside, went to the Eastside, trapped at the Best Western
If you woke up this morning, that's a motherfuckin' blessing, it is
Ain't no comparison, not to be arrogant
When you this good, you don't worry 'bout narratives
Fuck your opinion, the fact is we winnin'
No wonder they all wanna stop and they starin' at us
Rings only, big trophy
Big bag, Brinks only, yeah, Brinks only
I done got rich and turned into my big homie, big homie
I done got rich and turned into my big homie, big homie
I done got rich and turned into my big homie, big homie
I done got rich and turned into my big homie, big homie
Yeah, I done got rich
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