Big Shit

Murda on the beat, so its not nice
Money out the ass, n*gga, big sh*t, big rich
Milli on my wrist, he lookin like a big lick, lick
If I say its lit, then its lit, lit
Try to line me, chick-chick, boom, n*gga, get hit
Told my n*gga, you catch a body, just dont spit, mmh
Dont you throw up on that crime scene, they might get you
My n*gga, I know you used to wildin, but one thing
If they catch you, n*gga, move in silence, dont say sh *t, mmh
Shh, shh
N*gga, silence, n*gga, shh, shh
Talkin on the phone, thats a dub, they listening, mmh
F*ck it, I get the bag, wear Hermes like its cheap, mmh
Big face Richie on my wrist, he shimmering, ooh
Big face Richie on my wrist, he shimmering, ooh
Big sh*t, talkin out your ass like you the sh*t, ooh
I make em mad cause my swag so official
I get the bag, wear Hermes like its cheap, ooh
And yeah, I know many men
Wish death upon me like Im 50 Cent
I am the boogie man
Yeah, I pulled up in my hoodie, man
And you know whats goodie, man
Yeah, yeah, and she know whats goodie, yeah
Pick out all of her purses, I make her feel as if she was a kid again
And I dont deserve this, I am not a regular civilian
A regular person, for a song with me, I need like a million
And b*tches be lurkin
In traffic, caught you whippin on your lil Benz, Im in the big body version
My nina sing a tune like Usher on em, let it burn, let it burn, yeah
And dont you give my ***** away, girl, cause I hit it first, yeah
My baby told me that she was insecure, I had to tell her, 'Youre perfect'
Lamborghini mines, Aventador, then for hers, the Urus
Money out the ass, n*gga, big sh*t, big rich
Milli on my wrist, he lookin like a big lick, lick
If I say its lit, then its lit, lit
Try to line me, chick-chick, boom, n*gga, get hit
Told my n*gga, you catch a body, just dont spit, mmh
Dont you throw up on that crime scene, they might get you
My n*gga, I know you used to wildin, but one thing
If they catch you, n*gga, move in silence, dont say sh*t, mmh
Shh, shh
N*gga, silence, n*gga, shh, shh