Ain't no comparison, I can be arrogant
When you this good you don't worry 'bout narrative
F**k your opinion, the fact is we winnin'
No wonder they all want to
Stop and stare at us
Rings only, big trophy, big bag
Brinks only, yeah Brinks only
I done got rich and turned into my big homie
Big homie
I done got rich and turned into my big homie
Big homie
I done got rich and turned into my big homie
Big homie
I done got rich and turned into my big homie
Big homie
I done got rich, I done got rich
I done gone straight to the money
I'm at the Ritz
Top floor running up numbers
I made a list
I'm checkin' off everything off I wanted
Like a brand new Benz
And that Cartier sh*t for my momma
I'm pushing foriegns now, touring around
Feet up, smoking weed, border bound
Jump man, jump man, I'm Jordan now
Still I move a quarter pound
My big homie used to sh*t on me
When I come through he get nervous now
I got 'em all feelin' some type of way
So I don't come through 'cause they lurkin' now
Ballin' out, large amount
I'm buyin' pounds to get my dogs out
Free my n*gg*s in the dog house
I'mma say that sh*t 'till they all out
We gon' go and buy the mall out
I spent a stack on these Rick Owens
I'm not the one to be big bro-ing
I'm not the one to be big bro-ing
Ain't no comparison, I can be arrogant
When you this good you don't worry 'bout narrative
F**k your opinion, the fact is we winnin'
No wonder they all want to
Stop and stare at us
Rings only, big trophy, big bag
Brinks only, yeah Brinks only
I done got rich and turned into my big homie
Big homie
I done got rich and turned into my big homie
Big homie
I done got rich and turned into my big homie
Big homie
I done got rich and turned into my big homie
Big homie
I done got rich
Big Toni, she spit on it
First trap I worked in sold nicks on 'em
I switched on 'em
I bought some pounds and rounds
Look at the dressing, been to a thousand islands
N*gg*s talk about murder so much
It don't even seem violent
I'm on three-way with the pilot
How much the plane? I'mma buy it
My neighborhood came with the sirens
It'll turn you to a tyrant
My kidney should be violent
I was on a lean diet
Loud don't seem quiet
If you ain't fought fame, buy it
Residue on my finger nails, adolescence
You either shoot a n*gg* or got to jail
That's a lesson
From the South side went to the East side
Trapped out the Best Western
If you woke up this morning
That's a m*th*rf*ck*ng blessing
Ain't no comparison, I can be arrogant
When you this good you don't worry 'bout narrative
F**k your opinion, the fact is we winnin'
No wonder they all want to
Stop and they stare at us
Rings only, big trophy, big bag
Brinks only, yeah Brinks only
I done got rich and turned into my big homie
Big homie
I done got rich and turned into my big homie
Big homie
I done got rich and turned into my big homie
Big homie
I done got rich and turned into my big homie
Big homie
I done got rich
