Big Dawgs (feat. A$AP Rocky) [Remix]

Ith entha ippa cheyya?

Uh, yeah, uh

Pulled off with the digits, they call that shit pimpin' (Pimpin')

Could tell it's me in the LV up on my Timberland

I stuck my key in it, purr, it started tremblin'

A red beam between his eyes turned him Indian

Lord, it's him again, forgive me if I sin again

We on ten again, ****, time to win again

That's a whole pack hangin' in my coat check

Better keep your ho in check 'fore you get your ho checked

Don't step a toe up on my doorstep

****, this a closed set

Better act right 'cause you know how shit'll go left

Twenty thousand, Bambú pack a hundred roll

Ridin' 'round, a hundred smokes

'Member I was young and broke

Holes in all our clothes like some honeycombs

More foes than mama drove

Crackheads by the corner store

Bakin' soda by the stove

Mattress on the floor

Mice and the roaches

My room ain't have a door

But I had some dope

Let 'em hang theyself, I'm runnin' out of rope

Gotta play it safe, you better not approach

Why a **** eyes Jackie Chan, lil' bitch?

Why a **** diamonds Johnny Dang, lil' bitch?

Why a **** plottin'? Why he hatin', lil' bitch?

Fly the charters, fuck the top, I ain't paid it, lil' bitch

Wait a minute

Uh, get it how you live it

Uh, ten toes in when we standin' on business

I'm a big stepper, underground methods

Top-notch hoes get the most, not the lesser

Straight terror, product of your errors

Pushin' culture, baby, got the product you can't measure (Woo)

Trendsetter, the one who get her wetter

Swervin' while I'm bumpin' Project Pat, uh

Got me swervin' through that weak shit

Hottest on the block, blocka, blocka, bring the heat, bitch

Don't know how to stop, we got Flacko on the remix

Watch how they gon' top, watch our haters lookin' squeamish

Watch how panties drop, watch who your woman try to leave with

But I'm just tryna leave with my dignity

So much goin' on in this industry

So much that they want, so much that they all pretend to be

They fuckin' with the energy

Focus on your energy, OD, Lord (Woo)

Uh

Yeah, yeah

Good Lord

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I feel like Afeni Shakur

They let off Tupacs in the air

They let off two shots in the air

They let off two shots in the— (Bah! Bah! Bah!)

I feel like Afeni Shakur

You gotta get shot for the cure

I wasn't out shoppin' no deal

Quadruple my profit in four (Bah!)

They paid me my probable shares

They share ain't no profit no more

I grossed fifty million this year

I think they forgot it in Forbes

I'm the first one that's drawin' response

They don't even think that they got it in stores

It's the ones who around in the end

They been held me down from the start

My brand new chinchilla, it scares

Your fur, it ain't fur, it ain't fair (Fair)

Just call it a kilt, not a skirt (Skirt)

I just hit a lick in the 'vert

('Vert)

She eat up my dick for dessert

My bitch like to fuck in reverse

She makin' it— 'bout to burst

She suck on that dick and converse

I opened up shop 'cause it's pure

I got 'em all fiendin' for more

Can't equal, they even the score

My **** gon' die for the cause (Bah)

I feel like Afeni Shakur

They let off two shots in the air

I tell 'em to listen and learn (Learn)

I tell 'em to sit and observe ('serve)

They tell me the things that they want (Want)

I tell 'em to wait for they turn (Wait for your turn)

She tell me that I turn her on (Woo)

I tell her she get on my nerves (Get on my nerves)

Don't keep her around for too long (Bitch)

I'm givin' my heart for the work

HMK, he on the way, he on the move, he pullin' his weight

He pushin' that weight, pushin' that primo

Now let me do it, now let me say

That's what he gon' give and what he gon' take

Everything, baby, I want the stake

I want the belt, yeah, I want the cake

Till my belt too tight and I need more plates (Give me that)

And I need more clothes, so I need more space

So I kick down doors and I rob your safes

And I find my soul, till I make my claim

It's the one who rose that the ice done seen before (Woo)

I studied the ways of the greats (That's right)

I'm breakin' the locks on the gates (Yeah)

I'm breakin' her back, like I said before, I'm breakin' the boundaries place

Yeah, not too many around that relate, not too many around, I agree (Nah)

So tell me what's up for debate, my dog

We settlin' things for a fee (Brrt)

I feel like Afeni Shakur

They let off two shots in the air