Big Tymer

I'm walking in looking like a million dollars

Big timer, bitch, holler

Looking like a motherfucking big timer

Looking like a motherfucking big timer

I look like (yeah)

Money bitch

I look like

Money bitch

Bitch I look like money

I step on the jet

Cuban link chain on my neck

I smell like cash, I look like a check

I land in your city, they seeing all the women

I pull out all them bands, they all coming with me

Kush give me energy, nobody real as me

So many diamonds, you stand too close, then you finna freeze

Hustling ain't dead homie, you niggas terrified

So dope in this game, I slang a verse like I'm selling pies

Ten in the morning, I wake up counting money

Then go to the club and we turn up on a Monday

What can I say, I make more dough than a funnel cake

Pull my chain out in the club and make it look like a sunny day

I'm walking in looking like a million dollars

Big timer, bitch, holler

Looking like a motherfucking big timer

Looking like a motherfucking big timer

I look like (yeah)

Money bitch

I look like

Money bitch

Bitch I look like money

You talking shit, you got nothing on me

Twenty thousand dollar ring finger

I'm flicking these hoes

Assume the position

With a nigga flicking, counting his dough

These is double digits, nigga

I wanna triple double

Nigga [?] on my level, nigga

Chewed up, whipped up

Our brand new main chick

Her skin white leopard, nigga

(Heyyyyyyyyyyy)

I feel like money, bitch

I can go buy brand new jet if I wanted it, runnin' bitch

Then go buy a crib in the hills, worth ten mil

Turn to a farm, grow some weed, Holyfield

Bitch, I tried to tell 'em

I'm all about my banking

Franklin, Jackson, Grant

Stacks on stacks, they say you are what you eat

Shit, I don't come cheap

Bitch, I'm hood rich, I got M's in my teeth