Big Portion

Fuck, go to the next shit

Hmm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm (Mm)

Ayy (Ayy)

She got me cold in the booth (Cold, oh), my ring, watch, and chain on

I put my soul in the booth (Chain on), I get to speakin' pain to 'em (Pain)

Got my name in his mouth, he sound like a lame, don't he? (He sound like a lame)

I done got rich than a bitch, you thought I had changed, didn't you? (Y'all gon' do it like Tay Love, mm)

I done made a half a— uh, but I'm still the same chicken (I'm still the same chicken)

I just move a lil' different, I don't be hittin' the same bitches, no (Cool)

I just bought my mama a house, remember when she put me out (Goddamn)

I'm famous like that **** Amos, watch me pull this cookie out

They be like, "Frrt, beep, frrt, beep, beep," tryna add me up (Beep)

But we ain't have enough to get the brick, we had to handy up (Had to handy up)

Amber Bond, candy, candy, I'm in Cali' for a candy up (Mm)

Fifty jockey in the Audi, she was ridin', pourin' brandy

Hmm, I just parked the charger, I told brodie, "Pull the Chally up"

Hmm, I don't know what the fuck I made this month, I gotta tally up (I gotta tally up)

They want ninty-seven thousand for the V, but I want Pirelli (I want the truck)

Mm, baby said, "What you want with me?" Bitch, I want duck (Yeah, fuck)

Duck, goose, come and catch me, watch me run it up

I don't wanna hear you talkin' 'bout how you havin', you just a hundred up (Frrt, beep)

This Louis fit cost some shit, this bitch one-of-one (This bitch one-of-one)

Mm, and I'm still standin' on that business, on my mama son (On my mama son)

Mm, that new CBS pendant cost a dollar, huh

Mm, I got her g-g-gaggin', she gon' swallow somethin' (She gon'—)

We left the club twenty deep, I told him, "Follow us" (Twenty deep)

Bet them hoes do what the fuck I say, I got my dollars up

Mm, I'm the shit, I be feelin' like the shit now (Bust one)

My chick water, I be feeling like I'm Mitch now (Bust one)

Told the bitch jump on these planes, I'ma bust her kit for it

Huh, ridin', 45 Judge on me like a bench warmer (Like a bench warmer)

Coach know I ball for real, most these **** bench warmers (Bench warmers)

Mm, I made 50K this week, I swear to God it's startin' to get normal (Mm, shit)

A **** play with me, he dyin', we ain't playing shit cordial (Nah, for real)

****, I'm gettin' all of mine, and I'm gettin' a big portion (A big portion)

I'm like, "Where the Wocky at?" Yeah, I miss Mortin (Where it's at?)

Twnety 'bow play in Ohio out the tenth order (Mm)

Lately, I been rockin' Rick Owens like they just Jordan (Hold up)

I got a bankroll, all my whips foreign and my bitch gorgeous (Gorgeous, she is)

She got me cold in the booth, my ring, watch, and chain on

I put my soul in the booth, I get to speakin' pain to 'em

Got my name in his mouth, he sound like a lame, don't he?

I done got rich than a bitch, you thought I had changed, didn't you?