BIG EVERYTHING (feat. DaBaby & T-Pain)

Shooter Serious shooter It's Baby, look I told them niggas I was top five when I was underground (yeah) Fuckin' model bitches, give them hoes the runaround (okay, okay) All I ever knew that girl to be was just a freak hoe (a freak) I'ma let the world think that she a woman now To go get some CDs, I sold niggas remix (remix) I sold this shit to any nigga want a pound Used to wrap 'em fast like I was Busta Rhymes (huh?) Them niggas had 'em 35, I had 'em 29 Every day, a nigga flip phone ring a hundred times Had a foreign car, big coat 'forе I wrote a rhyme Buy the car, throw thе tint on, and I roll around Yeah, brand new whip, pull a brand new bitch in it Niggas sick when we pull up, you know how we with it They cop every bottle, get drunk and they spill it all over the place Hold up, watch my shoes I'm gettin' plenty money, how 'bout you? Baby, we throw so much bread to the point I'm exhausted (uh-huh) Drinkin' every bottle 'til a nigga get nauseous (uh-huh) Hundred bitches by a nigga, all of them gorgeous (uh-huh) Hundred thousand on a nigga, more in the office Hand-pick an eater bitch, box of chocolates (uh-huh) Beat it, little nigga, 'fore I cock the targets (uh-huh) Money growing bigger than a brontosaurus Money I throw at bitches, cop box to Porsches Get that dough, shorty, get that hoe for me (get it) Yeah, shorty, sit that low (uh-huh) Bring it back, girl, go 'head and put it on a nigga like Like you tryna get another go (yeah) Niggas acting like they throwing money with bosses (uh-huh) You don't wanna do that, cut some of your losses (uh-uh) Every single thing about a nigga enormous Lot of gold on a nigga and the diamonds is flawless See, you motherfuckers could never do the shit I be doing The best that you knew and been shaking and moving And showing and proving, you know that we chewing and business is booming Don't come around me playing 'cause I ain't never fooling with none of you niggas (aw, shit) And when I spit, it's spooky to some of you niggas To tell 'em the truth, see, I ain't moving with none of you niggas And body shit 'til it's time to be gone, fuck up the building 'til I leave and I'm done with you niggas Oh, whole lot of shit just to get here Tried to get in, to fit in, to sit here, oh Big money, big dreams, big everything I been workin' all day and all night (all night) Everything is alright, oh Big money, big dreams, big everything Yes, we see y'all, and most of you niggas is B-balls and straight total recalls You won't understand this shit we on Fuck around, buy the bar, get your drink on The owner, he'll fuck with me, he let me smoke my lil' reefer with you Drinkin' 'yac and tequila (what you drinking?) You drinking it straight or you need you some ice I look like I just walked out the freezer (ice) Oh, she like her shit straight, she don't chase it Bitch, that ain't no ice tray, that's a bracelet Yeah, say she can't wait to get naked (uh-huh) Do your thing, bitch, I make you my favorite She say she won't eat my dick every day, I say no, she gon' take it (no) I need a minute now 'cause I'm a millionaire, make niggas millionaires Tell I handle business, have the Lamborghini spinning out Maybach truck, Maybach car, they can't see in 'cause it's tinted Can't see us 'til we drop the window Unrecline the seats, let the tray out, close the curtain and eat, today, we having seabass and spinach Give a fuck 'bout your image Please do not talk to me until I'm done, nigga, wait 'til I'm finished I'll leave you a blemish Swellin' all over your face, fuck it, I'll make you diminish Use thirty-day tags when you spending Big smile, who the dentist? I can keep the whole label independent Anything out my mouth that I say, then I motherfuckin' did it Bitch bad like Dennis the Menace (go) On a private to Venice Fucked all her friends, left 'em back in New York, making all of 'em jealous Order more sweaters Niggas so cold, had to warm 'em up, then I called all of my fellas The inside every car made of leather (yeah, yeah) Waste the drink, change the car, it's whatever While shopping, I copped me some Dior and Dolce and then I went and copped a couple Margielas I sip from a couple wine cellars The fans write a couple wild letters See, I'm a nigga that'll always give thanks, I'm friends with a couple bank tellers They let me skip lines at the bank, they call me Mr. Kirk The clerks know that I'm paid, so they flirt (let's go) Still stay down when you stay down, it hurt Want the change, want the chains, gotta work Locking in, clocking in On an overnight in your state, I press a button, open up the gate, I'm driving in Nigga, I ain't squashing shit Fuck a white flag, it's a problem right now if we ever had a problem then Ain't got too much to say 'cause she swallowing Want me to open up the gate, you gotta call it in She a naughty girl, I pull up on lil' baby rocking Nautica She begging me to put it on her face, I told her, "Not again" (not again) I go wherever the fuck I want, it ain't no signing in (uh-uh) I do whatever the fuck I want, don't like it? Try me then She put my dick and both of my balls in her mouth And I stand there in disbelief with my hand on my head wondering how she got 'em in (fuck) Every time we move, you know a nigga gotta win We got a bag and every DJ nigga got a spin When we fuck up everything in the building, all of a sudden, nigga got a whole lot again Give me one more line, OG, one more line (yeah, nigga) You know we drown niggas with heat, I hope you know you gotta swim Okay, one more line, just one more line, one more line Despite you know we coming to eat, you know we got up in the gym Oh, whole lot of shit just to get here Tried to get in, to fit in, to sit here, oh Big money, big dreams, big everything I been workin' all day and all night (all night) Everything is alright, oh Big money, big dreams, big everything