(Real forever)
(Ayoza, you wrong for this shit)

Pull up, drop-top Porsches, Off-White Forces, take shit, straight extortion
Perc' got me distorted, this here cost too much, you can't afford it
Your ho way too boring, pull up foreign
I'm flexin' can't ignore it
Known to put that shit on
It's in high demand, ho, if I want it
They really mad, I'm takin' off
I be in her mouth like dental floss
I tote my lil' Nina Ross
I sit it right on her lips like gloss
Wanna fuck with a boss-ass bitch, that cost
Pimp on a bitch, ooh, we like sauce
I'm catchin' plays like Randy Moss
Could've been had a mil' all this shit I bought

AMG just hit the E-way, I'm like, "Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt" (ayy)
I walk in, this hoe so icy, they like, "Brr, brr, brr" (woo)
These baguettes all in my necklace, chandelier-lier-lier-lier ('lier)
He go crazy for this pussy, he like, "Purr, purr, purr" (purr)
I push his face down to my box and he go nasty, nasty
If a nigga get the chance to fuck Big Chant, it ain't no way he passin'
Catch your nigga up under my post, heart eyes, he love to gas me
Want to see me, then Cashapp me, if I don't hit him back he mad at me
Ho, I get busy with my glizzy, ain't got time for this and that
Catch me Fendi, Prada, Gucci, put it on, I mix and match
I told her that I'm just here for the neck, don't get attached
Caught her tryna sneak a picture, take her phone, lil' ho, relax

Pull up, drop-top Porsches, Off-White Forces, take shit, straight extortion
Perc' got me distorted, this here cost too much, you can't afford it
Your ho way too boring, pull up foreign
I'm flexin' can't ignore it
Known to put that shit on
It's in high demand, ho, if I want it
They really mad, I'm takin' off
I be in her mouth like dental floss
I tote my lil' Nina Ross
I sit it right on her lips like gloss
Wanna fuck with a boss-ass bitch, that cost
Pimp on a bitch, ooh, we like sauce
I'm catchin' plays like Randy Moss
Could've been had a mil' all this shit I bought

I be splurgin', ice, neck hurtin', link got me talking in cursive (Big Chant)
Nigga say I look better in person, won't see me 'less he make a purchase (on God)
Now that I'm rich my exes be worrisome, look at 'em just like they worthless (uh)
I carry pistols not purses, you see me, I ain't got to rehearse it (baow)
She pull up we skip the talking, couple racks'll get her wacked (go)
Can't let you leave me with no hickeys, I spend thousands on my neck (go)
Every time I hop up out of my sleep, I bet I woke up to a check (racks)
I'm too player, you can't fool me, niggas ain't good for shit but sex
I need a 'Wood, I roll up dead
Opps watchin' for that red dot (woo)
Let 'em trap me, ho I bet not, just making bed rock
Fifteen hundred for these Off-Whites, I bought 'em dead stock (dead stock)
And if I put my mouth up on that nigga, I made his legs lock

Pull up, drop-top Porsches, Off-White Forces, take shit, straight extortion
Perc' got me distorted, this here cost too much, you can't afford it
Your ho way too boring, pull up foreign
I'm flexin' can't ignore it
Known to put that shit on
It's in high demand, ho, if I want it
They really mad, I'm takin' off
I be in her mouth like dental floss
I tote my lil' Nina Ross
I sit it right on her lips like gloss
Wanna fuck with a boss-ass bitch, that cost
Pimp on a bitch, ooh, we like sauce
I'm catchin' plays like Randy Moss
Could've been had a mil' all this shit I bought

Big Chant
(Ayoza, you wrong for this shit)

Copyright: Ultra Tunes
Writer(s): Channing Nicole Larry, Fletcher Redd, Isiah Rashaad Carter