Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Key Glock
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Markeyvius LaShun Cathey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
King Wonka
Producer
PEEZYMANE
Mixing Engineer
Glenn Schick
Mastering Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Engineer
Mike Seaberg
Engineer
Jacob Richards
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Chris Bhikoo
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Mr. Glock
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Intro]
Money on my mind, ****, what the fuck you thought? (Thought)
Hopping out that Maybach truck, my pockets on Rick Ross (Rick Ross)
I get it if I want it, ****, don't care about the cost (Nah)
I'm married to the money, I had to put these hoes on pause, yeah
[Chorus]
Big money, ****, this how big money talk, yeah
Big money, ****, this how big money walk, yeah
Big, big knots, ****, you know what I got, yeah
I'ma get guap, ****, until my heart stop
And they put me in a box, I'm a **** with a lot
Heard you **** with the cops, I just sit back, watch and plot
Six figures on the watch, shit, I could've bought a car
Bitch, my chain cost a truck, spending like I don't give no fuck
[Verse 1]
Glock, you always up to something, bitch, I'm having money-money, yup
20, 50, 100's, I be thumbing, thumbing, thumbing
Big racks, Paul Bunyan, killing tracks, Paul Burrell
Click-clack, they all scared, no cap, these rappers nerds
I'm sipping on some syrup, I'ma waste it on my shirt, uh
Higher than a bird, I park my Benz right on the curb, uh
I ain't got to flirt, I feed her dick until she burp
Bitch, she seen my pinky ring and she damn near squirt, yeah
Big money, ****, I see you little **** hurt, yeah
Big money, ****, this shit got me going berserk
Aye, I just fucked this bitch so good, she had thought I popped a Perc'
I put a **** in a 'Wood and turn a **** to some merch
Yeah, I got too dough, too much dough, bitches coming out they clothes
I do a show, count my dough, might fuck a bitch then hit the road
White Rolls, yellow gold, diamonds top, Rosetta Stone
Three tone, money long, yeah, you know what's going on (Glizzock)
[Chorus]
Big money, ****, this how big money talk, yeah
Big money, ****, this how big money walk, yeah
Big, big knots, ****, you know what I got, yeah
I'ma get guap, ****, until my heart stop
And they put me in a box, I'm a **** with a lot
Heard you **** with the cops, I just sit back, watch and plot
Six figures on the watch, shit, I could've bought a car
Bitch, my chain cost a truck, spending like I don't give no fuck (The fuck)
[Outro]
Yeah
Written by: Markeyvius LaShun Cathey, Sharlene Manning