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Blackbear - Big Boy Bux Lyrics

Yeah, this one go out to beartrap, man
Radcat, Tarro, Tabari, man, Maestro
This is for my boy Pettros, this boogie man
This all the compound dudes man, Florida, what's up, Cali'?

There was a time when I was broke, woah, woah
Now I'm rich like guap, yeah, yeah
Roll up my pants, wear my hat low (sheesh, sheesh)
Hold down west coast like 2Pac, like 2Pac, yeah

There was nights I remember what it's like to be broke
6 AM middle of the lows
Tryna cop a heater, 'cause the house too cold, 'cause the house too cold
And I could remember December the 25th, we got no presents
But had to be cool with it, now I get presents like every day
Amazon Prime has been treatin' my babe
Obsession collection, I got it, you don't
And I'm putting work in, you mad 'cause you won't
Now all I rock is that new Saint Laurent
I get what, I get what, I get what I want
I bought a giraffe at the zoo for the fuck of it
Got a new six for the bags in the trunk of it
I don't know how people got my new email
But don't send me beats 'cause I really don't fuck with 'em

No, no, you can't relate to me
No, no, don't try and dap me up
No, no, we spending big boy bucks
No, no, we spending big boy bucks

There was a time when I was broke, woah, woah (yeah)
Now I'm rich like guap, yeah, yeah
Roll up my pants, wear my hat low (sheesh, sheesh)
Hold down west coast like 2Pac, like 2Pac, yeah

There was days I remember when we had no AC in the deep valley
Turn the speakers real loud, neighbors mad at me, neighbors mad at me
And the landlord came, wanted his money, gave him one of my rings
Had to trade the G-Wagon for the old Caddy, shit was sad for me
But now I got multiple cribs that I stay at
One for my mom's and the other to play at
One for the girls that I fly out to stay at
I'm finna buy me a church just to pray at
Yeah, I'm so glad I'm not broke
Take off my belt and she down to be choked
All my bitches, all my bitches like to bite, bite
Beat the pussy up then I go night, night

No, no, you can't relate to me
No, no, don't try and dap me up
No, no, we spending big boy bucks
No, no, we spending big boy bucks

There was a time when I was broke, woah, woah (yeah)
Now I'm rich like guap, yeah, yeah
Roll up my pants, wear my hat low (sheesh, sheesh)
Hold down west coast like 2Pac, like 2Pac, yeah

There was a time when I was broke
Now I'm rich like guap
Roll up my pants, wear my hat low
Hold down west coast like 2Pac, like 2Pac, yeah