Get Big

DJ Active, Let's do it!

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(Young Money) (W-w-well done)

O-Okay it, Okay, okay it's, Okay

It's too many bitches too many niggas hatin'

Red seat racing now my car name Satan

Ray Finkle, you a bitch I got ya girl naked

Chrome heart, hard to love easier to hate me

Okay

Its too many bitches too many niggas hating

Red seat racing now my car name Satan

Ray Finkle, you a bitch I got ya girl naked

Chrome heart, hard to love, easier to hate me

I fucking hate clowns kill em like Jason

Burner, yea I Pack-trick like Swayze

Crazy cash bank roll roll cookoo mani

I rep California but not like Katy

Peary Middle school ghetto girls used to chase me

Now I’m big now they weigh me on the Richter Scale baby

Put ya hands down fuck opponents and opinions

All the girls love me wrap my dick up with a ribbon

Yeah I'm on it when it's business when I'm chillin' you can kick it

And my shoes are armadillos Louis Vuitton’n on you niggas

Spizzikes, J's Air walkin' on the flizzite

Gettin’ head tight when ya high off in the Skizzye

Attendants say I'm tripping

You don’t hear the captain speaking?

I ball all week bitch you barely get weekends

Every show sold, promoted on Twitter

Fresher than a baby got her standing the acrylic

Souvenir this motherfucker high school yea they did it

Best dressed ahhwww, niggas ain’t ahhhww shit to me

Dear Lord bring the Epiphany

Then let it rain hell flames on my enemies

Don’t, be gettin' caught where you shouldn’t be

Everything ain’t a house party with the silly strings

Beat the b-b-beat to the white meat

You niggas can't see me, like mice feet

Head sprung one dose of me’ll have your mind gone

Chase it with some blue Ciroc now you in the cyclone

Lost in the ozone ain’t you baby

100 things to do before you die let me show you baby

Gotta watch ya back these days

Count a million in ya faces spend it in a day

G-(Gotta) watch ya (back these) days

Count a million dollars then I (spend it in your face nigga)