Big bag, make 'em big mad, oh Big bag, make 'em big mad, oh Big bag, make 'em big mad, oh Big bag, make 'em big mad, oh (haan) Money get low, bitch freakin' off Niggas been comin' to me for sauce Made hunnid mil', don't even floss Don't ask me 'bout Drake, or Ross Earin', earin', three hunnid a piece 'Rari truck, I'm a fuck up the streets Most of them niggas gon' fuck up a key I only know 'cause I fucked up an ounce Ask top bitch, we them vultures (haan) Stacks high, we don't need exposure (haan) Big bag, we don't need the poster Step aside, don't be a poster Shawty ass like two bunk beds Coupe top bold like [?] head Don't play, I get too retarded Coke, wine, like Mike Rubin party Niggas be comin' to me for flavor I'm elite, I'm on top with capers AMG with the kick, chase 'em Face shot from a switch, Jason They can't save you Niggas bitches, I hate who they praisin' They puttin' cases on niggas who famous (They puttin' cases on niggas who famous) Put your seatbelt on, this car too fast, I might crash 'Cause she fuck one of your guys, don't put her on blast Bring a bitch 'round wit' a bag, I know I'm a smash Bring a bitch 'round wit' a bag, make your ex's mad Big bag, make 'em big mad, oh Big bag, make 'em big mad, oh Big bag, make 'em big mad, oh Big bag, make 'em big mad, oh Live forever, I'm a trenches saviour Big Birkin come with good behavior Smurk, I'm richer than big labels I'm the one who they depend for favors (haan) They closed the door, we bought the buildin' Face, car, bitch, on a trillionaire Bad little bitch, she brazilian Fucked her on top of a million (woo) I'm the type nigga to fuck her and bounce You'll get mad and go and fuck up a house Rapper time, niggas linkin' for clout Cuban link, cuban link, splash (haan) Hundred Ms, I'm him, ask (haan) Cousin' chain cost an M, cash (haan) Dropped it off in the gym bag (haan) Top it off, this his stash (haan) Out the loop, ain't even know he pass, bitch, I'm stacey dash Buy your favorite rapper catalogue, put it in my stash Put your seatbelt on this car too fast, bitch, I just might crash Fuck them dippin', she put them on blast, he ain't pay for ass (haan) Put your seatbelt on, this car too fast, I might crash 'Cause she fuck one of your guys, don't put her on blast Bring a bitch 'round wit' a bag, I know I'm a smash Bring a bitch 'round wit' a bag, make your ex's mad Big bag, make 'em big mad, oh Big bag, make 'em big mad, oh Big bag, make 'em big mad, oh Big bag, make 'em big mad, oh