bigger thën everything Lyrics
I-I-I’m working on dying
BNYX
Now this shit got big, this shit got bigger than ever
I just hopped the jet, this shit go straight to L.A.
Bitch, I done got rich, I done got richer than ever
Now I got these whips, these whips bigger than ever
Huh, I been blockin’ shade, I sit under umbrellas
I’m an alien, bitch, I feel like changing the weather
I don’t even talk to nobody, no bitch, but it’s smooth like butter
I been chillin’ out, lil’ bitch, but I’m high as them devils
We so mad, like devils in our head
I’m on demand, every time I drop I am
Ha, we so mad, them devils call me him
They call me God, ’cause I’m as high as him
I remember back when I was fuckin’ broke
Now I’m chillin’ out in south of France on a boat
I can make the money come, I can make it go
Yeah, I don’t need to fly, I just need to float
Ha, I don’t need to laugh, y’all already jokes
Yeah, all my money flip, all my money bloats
Yeah, all my diamonds shine on my diamond moats
Yeah, I might have to go lose control
I got diamonds on my yacht and I got diamonds on my bitch
I could put money on your heads, I could put money on your kids
I call the mob and they come kill ’em, that’s as easy as it gets, yeah
I’m done laying back, plotting ’em, dropping everything, I’m dropping all these hits, yeah
It take a lot of motherfucking money just to get here and look like this, yeah
I had to shit on them constantly so they could look at me and fear for they life
Way back when, them thoughts was easy
Now shit get sleazy and it get peezy
Yeah, I rock APeezy and get fleezy
My diamonds 3D, then I CGI
I can get you dead, I can get you fried
I can kill you with no eyes open
They can cut out one of my eyes
Why?
Every time I look back, they surprised
Now this shit got big, this shit got bigger than ever
I just hopped the jet, this shit go straight to L.A.
Bitch, I done got rich, I done got richer than ever
Now I got these whips, these whips bigger than ever
Huh, I been blockin’ shade, I sit under umbrellas
I’m an alien, bitch, I feel like changing the weather
I don’t even talk to nobody, no bitch, but it’s smooth like butter
I been chillin’ out, lil’ bitch, but I’m high as them devils
We so mad, like devils in our head
I’m on demand, every time I drop I am
Ha, we so mad, them devils call me him
They call me God, ’cause I’m as high as him
I remember back when I was fuckin’ broke
Now I’m chillin’ out in south of France on a boat
I can make the money come, I can make it go
Yeah, I don’t need to fly, I just need to float
Ha, I don’t need to laugh, y’all already jokes
All my money flip, all my money bloats
Yeah, all my diamonds shine on my diamond moats
Yeah, I might have to go lose control
I-I-I’m working on dying
BNYX