Big Boy Bux

Yeah, this one go out to beartrap, man

Radcat, Tarro, Tabari, man, Maestro

This is for my boy Pettros, this boogie man

This all the compound dudes man, Florida, what's up, Cali'?

There was a time when I was broke, woah, woah

Now I'm rich like guap, yeah, yeah

Roll up my pants, wear my hat low (sheesh, sheesh)

Hold down west coast like 2Pac, like 2Pac, yeah

There was nights I remember what it's like to be broke

6 AM middle of the lows

Tryna cop a heater, 'cause the house too cold, 'cause the house too cold

And I could remember December the 25th, we got no presents

But had to be cool with it, now I get presents like every day

Amazon Prime has been treatin' my babe

Obsession collection, I got it, you don't

And I'm putting work in, you mad 'cause you won't

Now all I rock is that new Saint Laurent

I get what, I get what, I get what I want

I bought a giraffe at the zoo for the fuck of it

Got a new six for the bags in the trunk of it

I don't know how people got my new email

But don't send me beats 'cause I really don't fuck with 'em

No, no, you can't relate to me

No, no, don't try and dap me up

No, no, we spending big boy bucks

No, no, we spending big boy bucks

There was a time when I was broke, woah, woah (yeah)

Now I'm rich like guap, yeah, yeah

Roll up my pants, wear my hat low (sheesh, sheesh)

Hold down west coast like 2Pac, like 2Pac, yeah

There was days I remember when we had no AC in the deep valley

Turn the speakers real loud, neighbors mad at me, neighbors mad at me

And the landlord came, wanted his money, gave him one of my rings

Had to trade the G-Wagon for the old Caddy, shit was sad for me

But now I got multiple cribs that I stay at

One for my mom's and the other to play at

One for the girls that I fly out to stay at

I'm finna buy me a church just to pray at

Yeah, I'm so glad I'm not broke

Take off my belt and she down to be choked

All my bitches, all my bitches like to bite, bite

Beat the pussy up then I go night, night

No, no, you can't relate to me

No, no, don't try and dap me up

No, no, we spending big boy bucks

No, no, we spending big boy bucks

There was a time when I was broke, woah, woah (yeah)

Now I'm rich like guap, yeah, yeah

Roll up my pants, wear my hat low (sheesh, sheesh)

Hold down west coast like 2Pac, like 2Pac, yeah

There was a time when I was broke

Now I'm rich like guap

Roll up my pants, wear my hat low

Hold down west coast like 2Pac, like 2Pac, yeah