Big Money (C4 Remix) - DJ Drama/Rich Homie Quan.mp3

[00:00.30]Talkin' big money, boy it come in thousands
[00:03.82]Trap house bunkin', J's runnin' out it
[00:07.32]Rich Homie baby! (DJ Drama!)
[00:13.25]Talkin' big money, boy it come in thousands
[00:18.00]Trap house bunkin', Js runnin' out it
[00:21.40]Twelve saw me comin', double back for me
[00:24.91]I supply my neighbor cul-de-sac money
[00:28.54](Whatchu talm bout Quan?) Cul-de-sac money
[00:32.11]Make so much that twelve double back for me
[00:35.69]All I stack are dead men, run it back for me
[00:39.16]Like a daddy, cul-de-sac money
[00:42.64]Money comin' faster, b*****s gettin' thicker
[00:46.23]Watchin' over my back cause niggas get quicker
[00:49.72]Got some bubblegum and hard d**k for his sister
[00:53.26]Cause food stamps is all she get from the system
[00:56.82]She like niggas them niggas but they can't do this shit for her
[01:00.67]What your issue? You make nathan off this comma
[01:04.21]Blazin' off this ganja while standin' in this circle
[01:07.56]Slangin' to your momma, while Stefan geeked on Urkel
[01:11.19]And that cul-de-sac still fool me
[01:13.04]That cul-de-sac never sleep
[01:14.65]In that cul-de-sac we movin'
[01:16.46]Ain't nothin' get past me
[01:18.09]And I stop cross, call it short stop
[01:20.17]You talk small, call it short guap
[01:21.81]I eat beef like a pork chop
[01:23.60]What you talkin' bout nigga? Cul-de-sac
[01:25.50]Talkin' big money, boy it come in thousands
[01:28.53]Trap house bunkin', Js runnin' out it
[01:32.02]Twelve saw me comin', double back for me
[01:35.48]I supply my neighbor cul-de-sac money
[01:39.10]My nigga she just be from London
[01:40.26]She ain't pronouncin' nothin'
[01:41.91]Yeah we can work on the stove top
[01:44.01]Turn a little to somethin'
[01:45.38]Met a little nigga, she let me up
[01:47.50]And found out it was the 3rd cousin
[01:48.91]Met a little nigga, she let me up
[01:50.90]And found out it was the 3rd cousin
[01:52.48]Know a couple niggas in a nigga situation
[01:55.11]Gettin' 40's, 60's change your occupation
[01:56.83]Got a couple riders with me, Harley Davidson
[01:58.65]Coulda had three of 'em but turned to eight of 'em
[02:00.35]Models **** niggas with a zero
[02:01.49]Tapin' bricks to her stomach just to add a little weight on 'em
[02:03.89]Niggas dying left and right like my head
[02:05.43]Know in the trap be a man for the bands
[02:07.37]Call my older brother Top, uh
[02:08.96]Grind ran on you with number nine, uh
[02:11.35]Little brother, he servin' time
[02:12.72]I just hope he don't even lose his mind
[02:14.42]I ain't the richest but I'm in line
[02:16.05]Speakin' of lines, my girl sniffin' lines
[02:17.55]Then line after line, got product like designs
[02:19.38]And you catch a dime, got six in the clip
[02:21.05]Talkin' big money, boy it come in thousands
[02:25.26]Trap house bunkin', Js runnin' out it
[02:28.64]Twelve saw me comin', double back for me
[02:32.26]Like a daddy, cul-de-sac money
[02:35.45]Hold on, dollar signs on commas, on mother****ing commas
[02:38.40]This cannon on me now, lil niggas you do not want that drama
[02:41.87]I need that cash, that fetti, that lucci
[02:43.70]Need my retribution or else we start shootin'
[02:45.24]Them choppers go off, make your block sound like New Years
[02:47.18]SOS gang, I do not need a new pair, hold up
[02:49.47]I done put stacks in the holes in my walls
[02:51.14]If you touch 'em with cinnamon, it's holes in your face
[02:52.87]PSA for all you **** ass niggas who hate
[02:54.95]Get off my d**k and go get the cake
[02:56.33]I got my hand on the grain and my foot on the gas
[02:58.55]I have no use for a break
[02:59.79]I feel like Michael Corleone with the graves
[03:01.65]I feel like JJ right after the bay
[03:03.25]Better watch what you say bout me
[03:05.01]Cause I keep gunners around, hoe play bout me
[03:06.85]Niggas phony, tryna act like we homies but barely know me
[03:08.79]If you don't want the money then boy you ain't around me
[03:10.46]Ain't nothin' fake about me
[03:12.16]I put killers on they feet, down to spray 'bout me
[03:13.89]We poppin' tags but them niggas pop bullshit
[03:15.66]We gon' pop in these mags, let the AK scream
[03:17.62]Talkin' big money, boy it come in thousands
[03:21.72]Trap house bunkin', Js runnin' out it
[03:25.15]Twelve saw me comin', double back for me
[03:28.69]I supply my neighbor cul-de-sac money
[03:32.06](Whatchu talm bout Quan?) Cul-de-sac money
[03:35.82]Make so much that twelve double back for me
[03:39.37]All I stack are dead men, run it back for me
[03:42.94]Like a daddy, cul-de-sac money