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Symba – Big Homie (feat. 2 Chainz)
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Symba – Big Homie (feat. 2 Chainz)

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(Goddamn Caston)
(I told you it big dog once before)
(Now I'm taking you niggas' position) yeah
(What's that?)

Ain't no comparison, not to be arrogant
When you this good you don't worry 'bout narrative
Fuck your opinion, the fact is we winnin'
No wonder they all wanna stop and they stare at us
Rings only, big trophy, big bang
Brinks only, yeah, brinks only

How they got rich and turned into my big homie, big homie
How they got rich and turned into my big homie, big homie
How they got rich and turned into my big homie, big homie
How they got rich and turned into my big homie, big homie
Yeah, how they got rich, how they got rich

I done got straight to the money
I'm at the Ritz, top floor, runnin' up numbers
I made a list, checkin' off everything I wanted
Like a brand new Benz, and that Cartier shit for my mama
I'm pushin' foreigns now, tourin' round

Feet up, smokin' weed, water bound
Jump man, jump man, I'm Jordan now
Still, I move a quarter pound
A big homie used to shit 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 amounts
I'm buyin' pounds to get my dawgs out
Free my niggas in the dog house
I'ma say that shit until they're all out
We gon' go and buy them all out
I spent the stack on these Rick Owens
I'm not the one to be big brawlin'
I'm not the one to be big brawlin'

Ain't no comparison, not to be arrogant
When you're this good, you don't worry 'bout narrative
Fuck your opinion, the fact is we winnin'
No wonder they all wanna stop and they stare at us
Rings only, big trophy, big bang
Brinks only, yeah, brinks only

How they got rich and turned into my big homie, big homie
How they got rich and turned into my big homie, big homie
How they got rich and turned into my big homie, big homie
How they got rich and turned into my big homie, big homie
Yeah, how they got rich

Big Tony, she spit on it
First truck is not workin' so Nick's on it
I switched on 'em, I got some pounds and rounds
Look at that dress, been to a thousand islands
Niggas talk about murder so much, it don't even seem violent

I'ma three-way with the pilot
How much the plane? I'ma buy it
My neighborhood came with a siren (woo)
It'll turn you to a tyrant (what?)
My kidney shield be violent (violent)
I was on lean right (right)
Loud don't seem quiet (mm)
If you ain't caught fame, buy it

Residue on my fingernails
Adolescence, you either
Shoot a nigga, you go to jail
That's a lesson from the south side
I went to the east side, shopped at the Best Western
If you woke up this morning, that's a motherfuckin' blessing, it ill

Ain't no comparison, not to be arrogant
When you this good, you don't worry 'bout narrative
Fuck your opinion, the fact is we winnin'
No wonder they all wanna stop and they stare at us
Rings only, big trophy, big bang
Brinks only, yeah, brinks only

How they got rich and turned into my big homie, big homie
How they got rich and turned into my big homie, big homie
How they got rich and turned into my big homie, big homie
How they got rich and turned into my big homie, big homie
Yeah, how they got rich
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