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Bigger (Explicit) - Rich The Kid/Jay Critch/Mally Bandz
Composed by:Jamaal Fields/Jason Critchlow/Dimitri Leslie Roger
Got it on smash
Got it on smash
Got it on smash
OG Parker
Pull up looking like the paparazzi
Watch flashing like it take pictures
Watch flashing like it take pictures
Slow money over no money
But we get it in way quicker
Way quicker
Pinky ring all tipsy
Diamonds throwing shots like liquor
Hey
We just made another bag
Let's have a toast to all of my n***as
That money be calling me pick up
Pick up
Don't fold don't switch up
Don't fold don't switch up
Ice cold give her hiccups
Ice cold give her hiccups
More money make 'em sicker
More money make 'em
Back then stack the small
Stash but the s**t got way bigger
S**t got way bigger
Hol' up
Back then wasn't all that
But her a*s got way bigger
A*s got way bigger
The money keep calling me
Woo
The racks got all of me
The rich she a masterpiece
I'm rich like the lottery
I'm done in a flash dirty
Lil b***h she gone f**k for the cash
I'm back in my bag
I'm back in my bag I
Don't want the jag
Money going up
I got the Ms the hunnid's don't fold up
30 Nina the holster n***a
Put you on a poster n***a
Broke boy he a big duck like Aflac
Like Aflac
Foreign b***h with
A big booty tell her bag back
Young n***a with the money on me no cash app
No cash app
Young n***a with the choppa riding
In the Maybach
My money gone talk for me
Can't talk for fee
Knock you off they then charge 'em a fee
Board the jet we don't need ID
Pull up looking like the paparazzi
Watch flashing like it take pictures
Watch flashing like it take pictures
Slow money over no money
But we get it in way quicker
Way quicker
Pinky ring all tipsy
Diamonds throwing shots like liquor
Hey
We just made another bag
Let's have a toast to all of my n***as
That money be calling me pick up
Pick up
Don't fold don't switch up
Don't fold don't switch up
Ice cold give her hiccups
Ice cold give her hiccups
More money make 'em sicker
More money make 'em
Back then stack the small stash
But the s**t got way bigger
S**t got way bigger
Back then wasn't all that
But her a*s got way bigger
A*s got way bigger
Shooter aim then he said that he got 'em
He stain we gone run up and rob 'em
Hit a stain we gon' get it done proper
Talking money and we talking it proper
Break her down like a kit kat
Give me head and I sit back
All the guap gotta get that
I'mma hit if her s**t fat
If I wear it I drip that
The designer is mitch match
Thought I already told you
We talking money
But I'm not with that chit chat
She said she hungry I got her eatin'
Where the hell is your b***h at
She can never get a hold of me
My heart cold it's low degrees
On my block n***as throw the 3s
Big bag back overseas
Pull up looking like the paparazzi
Watch flashing like it take pictures
Watch flashing like it take pictures
Slow money over no money
But we get it in way quicker
Way quicker
Pinky ring all tipsy
Diamonds throwing shots like liquor
Hey
We just made another bag
Let's have a toast to all of my n***as
That money be calling me pick up
Pick up
Don't fold don't switch up
Don't fold don't switch up
Ice cold give her hiccups
Ice cold give her hiccups
More money make 'em sicker
More money make 'em
Back then stack the small stash
But the s**t got way bigger
S**t got way bigger
Back then wasn't all that
But her a*s got way bigger
A*s got way bigger
And like paparazi she always take pictures
Gotta run up this money gotta stack up these figures
Smoking on gas you know I don't listen
And I got them racks and it grant my wishes
Diamonds they hittin' like pitches
When you turn up they like switches
Brody he f**k up a kitchen
She text me I leave her delivered
And she say that I'm switching
But I'm just keeping my distance
Lean might f**k up my liver
And I been had a bag this s**t got bigger
He ain't got no money so he out of the picture
We ain't stopping till the whole d**n gang get richer
We ain't stopping till the whole d**n gang got richer
Bring that bread to my momma and you worried 'bout b***hes
Now they like I don't see you no mo
'Cause I ran up them racks and a n***a went missin'
Pull up looking like the paparazzi
Watch flashing like it take pictures
Watch flashing like it take pictures
Slow money over no money but we get it in way quicker
Way quicker
Pinky ring all tipsy
Diamonds throwing shots like liquor
Hey
We just made another bag
Let's have a toast to all of my n***as
That money be calling me pick up
Pick up
Don't fold don't switch up
Don't fold don't switch up
Ice cold give her hiccups
Ice cold give her hiccups
More money make 'em sicker
More money make 'em
Back then stack the small stash
But the s**t got way bigger
S**t got way bigger
Back then wasn't all that
But her a*s got way bigger
A*s got way bigger
Got it on smash
Got it on smash
Got it on smash