BIG by Lanky J Lyrics

[Verse 1: Lanky J]
I got these
I got these
I got these, I I got these, I I got these
I I I got these bitches all confused
They hear my name on the news
And they like, when you get so hot?
And I'm like that's nothing new
I mean have you ever seen another rapper lankier than me?
Maybe that's the reason why your girl see me in all her dreams
And you wanna go ahead tell me something now
Say you wrong back then let's be something now
But somehow I don't that'll work for me
Cuz I'm burning up like the third-degree
I stole the game like a burglary
You work for me, it's an emergency
When I say you do it, do it urgently
Got a bad girl, she could murder me
I'm the news bitch, Ron Burgundy
Hold up lil homie, lemme show you how I do it
I just need some space, to create
I don't wanna waste time, or be late
I'm just tryna be friends - but that bitch she wanna date
I told her don't wait, get the fuck up out my face, before I get irate
Yeah bitch, I'm great
So I'm dropping bombs, but I'm not a terrorist, like Jay and Ye, Yeah we back in Paris
We the greatest out here, you can't compare us, so don't be mad when you leave embarrassed
I turn a rap battle to a murder scene
I'm the greatest rapper that you've ever seen
Lanky J is back and you best believe, I'm bout to go crazy now, Charlie Sheen
The fact of the matter is none of you matter, and matter of fact they call that anti-matter, so don't even gossip, don't even chatter, I don't wanna hear a word from you rappers who thinking you hot but you really just average
Know I am the top gun so please call me Maverick
The look in your eyes says it all you're the saddest
Your girlfriend ain't real? OMG you got catfished
Went from Lil Boat to a big yacht
I got that ice on my wrist watch
I got the racks to make your girl a thot
I only think about her later, she an after-thought
[Chorus: Lanky J]
Bitch I'm great, get out my face
I'm bout that money but your shit a waste
Bitch I'm great, you a disgrace, I'm sick of your bullshit so put it away
Bitch I'm great, bitch I'm great, bitch I'm, bitch I'm, bitch I'm great
Bitch I'm great, bitch I'm great, bitch I'm, bitch I'm, bitch I'm great

[Verse 2: Nami $hwan]
I'm at the jig, serving my fiends (fiend)
Make it all back, sipping on lean (lean)
Imma off a bean, so you come to me (me)
Pull up right now, and shoot up the scene (scene)
Play with the cash, money machine
Designer my jeans, off white on me
Smoking that gas outta blunt (yaa)
Show me that ass from the front (bitch)
Diamonds are wet like Bermuda (Burr)
This a rollie not a muller (woah)
Credit cards and computers (woah)
Bitch I'm great (yuh), smoking on grape
So you know I'm rocking bape(no)
I'm a young nigga count cake (money)
Cutting my grass full of snakes (cash)
I'm a young nigga count cake! (cake)
Saw me once and she chose (she did)
Got em playing with they nose (they nose)
White girl I'm calling her Molly
She trickin' skateboard do ollie
It's Nami $hwan you can't stop me
Nami $hwan bitch I'm Luke Cage
I'm getting money, you can't hate
I'm cut from the cloth bitch I'm great!
[Chorus: Lanky J]
Bitch I'm great, get out my face
I'm bout that money but your shit a waste
Bitch I'm great, you a disgrace, I'm sick of your bullshit so put it away
Bitch I'm great, bitch I'm great, bitch I'm, bitch I'm, bitch I'm great
Bitch I'm great, bitch I'm great, bitch I'm, bitch I'm, bitch I'm great