[Intro]
Ayo, look
If Pi'erre Bourne was right about anything
Anything at all
Y'all are Sheen
Okay?

[Chorus]
Um
Yeah, that's big money attitude
Pussy bitch, you know I do what I gotta do
Um
Yeah, that's big money attitude
Pussy bitch, you know I do what I gotta do

[Verse]
Run that shit up, I keep that heater in the backseat
All your tracks wack, lil' bitch, do not text me
I'm a war criminal, just another girlboss
Running sets with sor uh cause ain't nobody has heard of us
And y'all like, "I'm smoking on mids and they be hitting though"
Shut the fuck up, you ain't got no cat piss and you pissed off
I knock your boy out over some bullshit (Bullshit!)
I made that boy teeth just look so Bri'sh
Bri'ish, yeah, you a little bitch
Brodie, spill that tea 'cause I know you ain't with the shits
Ayy, ayy, so you gon throw a fit?
Like I caught your ass in 4K, yet you won't admit it, ayy
I feel like Doug Walker, I do it so you don't have to
I pack a bigger punch than some launch day Shaq-Fu
[Chorus]
You ain't have to
Ain't have to do shit
Bitch, that's big money attitude
I'll shoot you and dip, ayy
Ayy, ain't have to do shit
Bitch, that's big money attitude
I'll shoot ya and dip