BIG ELITE ft. Jacob Beats Lyrics

Fire my shots man they sound like a missile, Ima go pop me a pistol

All on my neck man I keep me some diamonds might as well call it a crystal

Pull out my 40, and add me a 9, catching the ball like I'm Kittle

Already Spazzin I'm Bout To go crazy man this is already official

Album Go Crazy, You know that we Poppin, we honestly might make a bankroll

Put In the time and put in the work, and now it's time for my payroll

We finna blow up get higher and higher, and now we don't need to lay low

Baby Quit Stressin, You Don't Gotta Worry, I keep it under control

Can't Even Lie caught a couple of bags can't even lie it was 50

Quarterback throwing I'm Boutta Go Deep, scoring then I hit the Griddy

Zooming The whip man I'm driving my tonka, I'm finna skrt down the city

Money so big, yeah I just caught a bag, ima go share wit my twizzy

Repping OT getting buckets with Nike shirt

7AM man I wake up Lil Uzi Vert

Glock in the left, man I'm staying on high alert

Stay Independent it come with so many percs

Wanna be rich but I pull up with all the berks

Voclas too wavy, I feel like I'm Bout to surf

Whipping the GTR, Put that thing in reverse

And I stay steady balling, I'm Putting in all the work

Yung R1zz and Jacob we crazy on every beat

I am a DB your passes are incomplete

When I blow up, man there's gon be a meet and greet

Rizzy too crazy they callin' me big elite

Yeah Big elite

Big elite

Big elite

Big elite