Big Big Money (OG) Key Glock

[Intro]
(Get the bag, King Wonka)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Aye

[Chorus]
Big money (Phew, phew, phew), nigga, this how big money talk, yeah (Money)
Big money (Phew, phew, phew), nigga, this how big money walk, yeah (Yeah)
Big, big knots, nigga, you know what I got, yeah (Uh, yeah)
I'ma get guap, nigga, 'til my heart stop (Yeah)
And they put me in a box, I'm a nigga with a lot (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hеard you niggas with the cops, I just sit back, watch and plot (Huh, yeah)
Six figures on a watch (Phеw), shit, I could've bought a car (Skrrt)
Or a Lamborghini truck (Skrrt, Skrrt) Switch it, make the doors go up

[Verse 2]
"Glock, you always up to somethin'" (Somethin'), bitch, I'm havin' money, money, yup (Yup, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Twenties, fifties, hundreds (Phew, phew), I be thumbin', thumbin', thumbin' (Yeah)
Big racks, Paul Bunyan, killin' tracks, Paul Burrell
Click-clack (Fah, fah, fah), they all scared, no cap, these rappers nerds (Yeah)
I'm sippin' on some syrup (Ooh), l'ma waste it on my shirt, uh (Uh)
Higher than a bird (Bird), I park my Benz right on the curb, uh (Ooh)
I ain't gotta flirt, feed her dick until she burp (Ooh)
Yeah you know it’s Key, Bitch I ball out like dirt (Uh)
Glock .19 on me, nigga on alert (Yeah)
Glock .23 on me, nigga don’t get hurt (Fah)
Big racks on me, yup my pockets bout’ to burst
Big racks on me, young nigga loves to splurge (Fah)
I got too dough, too much dough (Phew, phew, phew), bitches comin' out they clothes (Phew, phew, phew)
I do a show, count my dough, might fuck a bitch, then hit the road (Yeah, yeah)
White Rolls, yellow gold, diamonds talk, Rosetta Stone
Three tone, money long, yeah, you know what's goin' on (Glizock)