Big Sh*t Talker

You can ask Bigg Cuz

Yeah

Still the same bitch, but the bag bigger

I'm the rich ****, ain't got time to be a gold digger

Still'll do my big one on a ho ****

Pussy ass hoes talking down 'cause they ain't up with her

I just left the bank, cash coming in crazy

Rule one, if you fucking me, don't leave babies

I'm on one and I won't stop, try to make me

My day ones still in my corner like Gracie

No choice, first milli', I'ma split it with the homeboys

Boujie bitch, but I be fucking with the doe boys

You hating bitches ain't leave me no choice

Skrt

Had to pull off in the Rolls-Royce

First class to the jet bridge, bitch, I'm outta here

Clubs call, tell 'em I want thirty to get over there

Single, you can't tell me shit, just come over here

I want you to come and eat the pussy through my underwear

Northside to the islands, outfits giving whore vibes

Call a ****, finna trap 'em with a soul tie

After that, he sending fire signs with the heart eyes

Asking me when he can get some more time

You can see what I be on

Wear my money when I'm out

I can't hear a **** talk

It's too much pussy in his mouth

Bitch, don't ask me what I make

'Cause it's a lot, I lost count

Outside with a **** wallet, look at that, I'm all smiles

Heard you bitches don't got motion

Heard you bitches on the couch

Only thing these hoes chase is ****, liquor, and the clout

Galleria to the woodlands, checked the Lo, he in route

A check a ho, she big talk, it's big back, and big mouth

Bitch

The fuck these hoes thought I was gon' let up or somethin'

I been poppin' my shit, been curvin' y'all ****

A ho should really thank me

Matter fact, a ho should really get down on her motherfuckin' knees and thank my pussy for not taking y'all ****

Fuck outta here

It's Ken The motherfuckin' Man, bitch

Put some respect on my shit