BIG (Explicit)
 作词 : Kentrell/Gaulden/Jason/Goldberg
 作曲 : Kentrell/Gaulden/Jason/Goldberg
[Intro]
(Look out, Veno)
(Mama know who Cub$kout is)
(Veno gon' cook up, he mix the ingredients)
Look

[Verse 1]
Hey, Ms. Paris, can I take you out to London?
You can ask about me, I know how to make you money
Book a jet for you and your friends, that's that bag, it ain't nothin'
I come from that North where all your crimes turn to somethin'
All these robberies and murders turned to millions, bitch
My neighbors runnin', tellin' pawpaw how I am killing shit
They said that shit up in their song, you wish you never did
I'm out that window, right or wrong, I'm a backyardigan
Q50, FN, Trailblazer, my daddy gifted
It broke down on me, I was takin' Brianna to school
And I had one strap up in it
Run down on 'em, we havin' the food and then we keep it kickin'
And I always find my ****in' way to jail like I was born in prison
Got a tank sittin' in front my house, nigga and it drive on water, nigga
That sixty thousand for that cross, I'm puttin' it on my daughter
I got these ninjas round, huh, like I'm a bikerboy
Better keep your pistol 'round, you play soft, we gon' hit you hard
Bitch

[Chorus]
Pink Bentley, yellow Demon, red Bentley, Rolls Royce
I pulled up inside a Urus then the car
Big pendant, big watch, big knots, oh, Lord
Baby, I'm a thug, shawty told me I'ma star
Big, build mansions everywhere, nigga I am that boy
Come pull up where I live, I keep security in the yard
Nigga tried to throw a brick and hide his hand, we gon' kill him for it
I'm making sure my convoy don't avoid, I can't, oh no

[Verse 2]
Lil Meechy through your window, bitch I'm creepin' on my tippy toes
Four door Jag', I'm slidin', that's me and Choppa in here smokin' dope
Nigga yappin', I had youngin stab the bitch soon as he hit the dome
I'ma bat her, she keep movin' 'round my styrofoam
I be preachin' like a pastor, I get active
What type of time you on?
I'm ****in up, you moving backwards
Bitch, just stack it and keep movin' on
Uppin' with the tool when it go down
I'ma break some rules you play me wrong
I don't like them dudes, she playin' they song
I'ma kick this bitch up out my home
Look, baby, I'm inside the Flying Dutchman
We put choppers in Davey Jones locker, nigga, touch me
Play 'round with the Don Dada, this shit get ugly
I been poppin' that shit, they hate me so much that I know they love me

[Chorus]
Pink Bentley, yellow Demon, red Bentley, Rolls Royce
I pulled up inside a Urus then the car
Big pendant, big watch, big knots, oh, Lord
Baby, I'm a thug, shawty told me I'ma star
Big, build mansions everywhere, nigga I am that boy
Come pull up where I live, I keep security in the yard
Nigga tried to throw a brick and hide his hand, we gon' kill him for it
I'm making sure my convoy don't avoid (Nah, never)