[Intro: Busta Rhymes & DaBaby]

Shooter

Serious shooter

It’s Baby, look

[Verse 1: DaBaby]

I told them niggas I was top five when I was underground (Yeah)

Fuckin’ model bitches, give them hoes the runaround (Okay, okay)

All I ever knew that girl to be was just a freak ho (A freak)

I’ma let the world think that she a woman now

To go get some CDs, I sold niggas remix (Remix)

I sold this shit to any nigga want a pound

Used to wrap ’em fast like I was Busta Rhymes (Huh?)

Them niggas had ’em thirty-five, I had ’em twenty-nine

Every day, a nigga flip phone ring a hundred times

Had a foreign car, big coat ‘forе I wrote a rhyme

Buy the car, throw thе tint on, and I roll around

Yeah, brand new whip, pull a brand new bitch in it

[Verse 2: Busta Rhymes, DaBaby]

Niggas sick when we pull up, you know how we with it

They cop every bottle, get drunk and they spill it all over the place

Hold up, watch my shoes

I’m gettin’ plenty money, how ’bout you?

Baby, we throw so much bread to the point I’m exhausted (Uh-huh)

Drinkin’ every bottle ’til a nigga get nauseous (Uh-huh)

Hundred bitches by a nigga, all of them gorgeous (Uh-huh)

Hundred thousand on a nigga, more in the office

Hand-pick an eater bitch, box of chocolates (Uh-huh)

Beat it, little nigga, ‘fore I cock the targets (Uh-huh)

Money growing bigger than a brontosaurus

Money I throw at bitches, cop box to Porsches

Get that dough, shorty, get that ho for me (Get it)

Yeah, shorty, sit that low (Uh-huh)

Bring it back, girl, go ‘head and put it on a nigga like

Like you tryna get another go (Yeah)

Niggas acting like they throwing money with bosses (Uh-huh)

You don’t wanna do that, cut some of your losses (Uh-uh)

Every single thing about a nigga enormous

Lot of gold on a nigga and the diamonds is flawless

See, you motherfuckers could never do the shit I be doing

The best that you knew and been shaking and moving

And showing and proving, you know that we chewing and business is booming

Don’t come around me playing ’cause I ain’t never fooling with none of you niggas (Aw, shit)

And when I spit, it’s spooky to some of you niggas

To tell ’em the truth, see, I ain’t moving with none of you niggas

And body shit ’til it’s time to be gone, fuck up the building ’til I leave and I’m done with you niggas

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[Chorus: T-Pain]

Oh, whole lot of shit just to get here

Tried to get in, to fit in, to sit here, oh

Big money, big dreams, big everything

I been workin’ all day and all night (All night)

Everything is alright, oh

Big money, big dreams, big everything

[Verse 3: Busta Rhymes, DaBaby]

Yes, we see y’all, and most of you niggas is B-balls and straight total recalls

You won’t understand this shit we on

Fuck around, buy the bar, get your drink on

The owner, he’ll fuck with me, he let me smoke my lil’ reefer with you

Drinkin’ ‘yac and tequila (What you drinking?)

You drinking it straight or you need you some ice? I look like I just walked out the freezer (Ice)

Oh, she like her shit straight, she don’t chase it

Bitch, that ain’t no ice tray, that’s a bracelet

Yeah, say she can’t wait to get naked (Uh-huh)

Do your thing, bitch, I make you my favorite

She say she won’t eat my dick every day, I say no, she gon’ take it (No)

I need a minute now ’cause I’m a millionaire, make niggas millionaires

Tell I handle business, have the Lamborghini spinning out

Maybach truck, Maybach car, they can’t see in ’cause it’s tinted

Can’t see us ’til we drop the window

Unrecline the seats, let the tray out, close the curtain and eat, today, we having seabass and spinach

Give a fuck ’bout your image

Please do not talk to me until I’m done, nigga, wait ’til I’m finished

I’ll leave you a blemish

Swellin’ all over your face, fuck it, I’ll make you diminish

Use thirty-day tags when you spending

Big smile, who the dentist?

I can keep the whole label independent

Anything out my mouth that I say, then I motherfuckin’ did it

Bitch bad like Dennis the Menace (Go)

On a private to Venice

Fucked all her friends, left ’em back in New York, making all of ’em jealous

Order more sweaters

Niggas so cold, had to warm ’em up, then I called all of my fellas

The inside every car made of leather (Yeah, yeah)

Waste the drink, change the car, it’s whatever

While shopping, I copped me some Dior and Dolce and then I went and copped a couple Margielas

I sip from a couple wine cellars

The fans write a couple wild letters

See, I’m a nigga that’ll always give thanks, I’m friends with a couple bank tellers

They let me skip lines at the bank, they call me Mr. Kirk

The clerks know that I‘m paid, so they flirt (Let’s go)

Still stay down when you stay down, it hurt

Want the change, want the chains, gotta work

Locking in, clocking in

On an overnight in your state, I press a button, open up the gate, I’m driving in

Nigga, I ain’t squashing shit

Fuck a white flag, it‘s a problem right now if we ever had a problem then

Ain’t got too much to say ’cause she swallowing

Want me to open up the gate, you gotta call it in

She a naughty girl, I pull up on lil’ baby rocking Nautica

She begging me to put it on her face, I told her, “Not again” (Not again)

I go wherever the fuck I want, it ain’t no signing in (Uh-uh)

I do whatever the fuck I want, don’t like it? Try me then

She put my dick and both of my balls in her mouth and I stand there in disbelief with my hand on my head wondering how she got ’em in (Fuck)

Every time we move, you know a nigga gotta win

We got a bag and every DJ nigga got a spin

When we fuck up everything in the building, all of a sudden, nigga got a whole lot again

Give me one more line, OG, one more line (Yeah, nigga)

You know we drown niggas with heat, I hope you know you gotta swim

Okay, one more line, just one more line, one more line

Despite you know we coming to eat, you know we got up in the gym

[Chorus: T-Pain]

Oh, whole lot of shit just to get here

Tried to get in, to fit in, to sit here, oh

Big money, big dreams, big everything

I been workin’ all day and all night (All night)

Everything is alright, oh

Big money, big dreams, big everything