[DaBaby:] It's Baby, look I told them niggas I was top five when I was underground (Yeah) Fucking all the bitches (Yeah) give them hoes the runaround All I ever knew the girl to be was just a freak (A freak) I'ma let the world think that she a woman now Go get some CDs, I sold niggas remixes I sold this shit to any nigga want a pound Used to grab 'em fast, girl, was Busta Rhymes Them niggas having thirty-five, I had 'em twenty-nine Every day a nigga flip phone ring a hundred times Had a foreign car, big coat, I rode around, buy the car Throw the Tip on and I roll around Yeah, brand new whip, pull a brand new bitch in it
[Busta Rhymes {DaBaby}:] Nigga 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 getting plenty money, how 'bout you?} Baby, we throw so much break to the point I'm exhausted (Haha) Drinking every bottle 'til a nigga get nauseous (Haha) Hundred bitches buying nigga all and them gorgeous (Haha) That's hundred thousand on a nigga when I'm in the office Hand picking, eating bitch box of chocolates (Haha) Beat it little nigga 'fore I cock the targets (Haha) Money growing bigger than a brontosaurus Money I throw it bitches, cop, box the poor shit, yeah Get that dough, shawty, get that dough for me (Get it) Yeah, shawty sip that slow (Haha) Bring it back, girl, go 'head and put it on a nigga like Like you tryna get another go Yeah, bitches acting like they throwing money with bosses (Aha) You don't wanna do that, cut some of your losses (Uh-uh) Every single thing about a nigga enormous Lot of going on, nigga, and the diamonds is flawless See you other fuckers could never do the shit I be doing the best and you knew I've been shaking and moving And showing up to 'em, 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 see the spooky they selling you niggas They tell 'em you juicy 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
[T-Pain:] Oh, whole lot of shit just to get here Tried to do it independent and I'm staying here, oh Big money, big dreams, big everything I'ma work it all day and all night (All night) Everything is alright, oh Big money, big dreams, big everything
[Busta Rhymes & DaBaby:] Yes, we see how that most you niggas be bozos Straight total recalls You won't understand this shit where you are 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' yak and tequila (What you drink?) 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 My niggas' millionaires 'til I handle business and my Lamborghini spinning out Maybach shirt, Maybach car, they can't see in 'cause it's tinted Can't see us 'til we drop the window On reclining seats, let the tray out, close the curtain And eat today, we having sea bass 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 leave you with blemish, swollen all over your face Fuck it, I make you diminish Use thirty-day tags when you spending big smile Who done did this? I can keep the whole label independent Anything out my mouth that I say, then I motherfucking did it Bitch bad like Dennis the Menace I'm the prophet of Venice, fucked all her friends Left 'em back in New York, making all of 'em jealous Audemaurs sweaters Niggas so cold had to warm them 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 cop me some Dior and Dolce And then I went and copped a couple Margielas I sip on a couple wine seltzer 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 us Still stay down when you stay down, it hurt Want the chains, want the chains, gotta work Locking in, clocking in on an overnighter Girl, stay to press a button, open up the gate, I'm driving in And, nigga, I ain't squashing shit Fuck a white flag, it's a problem right now if we ever have 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 the baby, rocking all the Christian Begging me to put it on her face, I told her, "Not again" I go wherever the fuck I wanna, and ain't no signing in (Uh-uh) And do whatever the fuck I want, don't like to [?] She suck my dick and both my balls in her mouth And I stand there in disbelief with my hand on my head wondering how she got 'em in Every time we move, you know a nigga gotta win We gotta bag it and indeed, we gotta spend When we fuck, baby be thinking of billing it up Instead nigga got a whole lot of kin More rhymes, you want my line (Yeah) You know we drown niggas in heat, I hope you know you gotta swim Okay, one more line, just one more line, one more line Despite you don't be coming to eat, you know we got up in the gym
[T-Pain:] Oh, whole lot of shit just to get here Tried to do it independent and I'm staying here, oh Big money, big dreams, big everything I'ma work it all day and all night (All night) Everything is alright, oh Big money, big dreams, big everythingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.