BabyTron - Big Time lyrics
BabyTron [James Edward Johnson IV] Ypsilanti, Michigan. U.S.
[BabyTron - Big Time lyrics]
Ayy, what up, Getta? (Getta Beats)
This bitch hard, I ain't gon' lie
(RJ always tripping, man)
Ayy, ayy, ShittyBoyz
(RJ always tripping, man)
Face six 'Woods, now I'm big high
In a rush to the pape', big time
Strap hanging out the bag, that's a big 9
If they put you in that room
You gon' 6ix9ine
I ain't lying, I'm big time
Hit Saks, light thrust, yeah, it's drip time
750 Yeez' jugg, that's a quick five
On South Beach hitting dimes
'cause I'm big time
SB in the lab, I can't switch sides
Caution cone on me
I ain't letting shit slide
All hustle, no luck, I'ma get mines
Stan said that we winning, that's a big
Hit that bitch from the back
I'm a soul snatcher
If she try and take a pic
I'ma phone grab her
If I lift the buffs up, I'll be swole after
Free smoke through this bitch
You don't want cancer
Gregg Popovich, I'm on the drawing board
This a head shot
What the fuck's the armor for?
It's kinda fucked up that I ain't
Got a heart no more i'm big Tron
Touch me and you gon' start a war
I'm a shooter, yeah, I used to ball a little
To the pape', hell yeah
I might jog a little
Off White, black and white
I'm a fraud official hellhounds with me
I'll send a dog to get you
Face six 'Woods, now I'm big high
In a rush to the pape', big time
Strap hanging out the bag, that's a big 9
If they put you in that room
You gon' 6ix9ine
I ain't lying, I'm big time
Hit Saks, light thrust, yeah, it's drip time
750 Yeez' jugg, that's a quick five
On South Beach hitting dimes
'cause I'm big time
Neck bustdown, remember when I miss mines
I'm Xzibit with the chop, I'll pimp ride
"BabyTron, that boy in prime"
Is the gang winning? Bitch, does a blimp fly?
Two straps in my bag, I could hill climb
Two liter turning black, feel like Bill Nye
Wouldn't piss Stan off 'cause you will die
Lil' foreign bitch eating hummus
While she sip wine
Ha ha, I'm still granny's lil' angel
I'm the Punch God
Look at God and I thank Him
Jumped off the plank
Why the fuck are they hating?
He jumped in the deep end
And turned into Plankton
I think I'm onto something in this Off White
Get him blue crossing lines, he on off-sides
The 'Cat barking but I swear
To God I'm all bite
Y'all doubted Tron but I swear
To God it's alright
I swear to God I'm all bite
Y'all doubted Tron but I swear
To God it's alright (They doubted me)
I swear to God it's alright
Y'all doubted Tron but I swear
To God it's alright (You know why?)
'Cause I'm big time (You ain't hear?)
Bitch, I'm big time (You said what?)
Hell yeah, bitch, I'm big time
(Turn me up, huh, ayy)
You ain't hear that I was big time?
Face six 'Woods, now I'm big high
In a rush to the pape', big time
Strap hanging out the bag, that's a big 9
If they put you in that room
You gon' 6ix9ine
I ain't lying, I'm big time
Hit Saks, light thrust, yeah, it's drip time
750 Yeez' jugg, that's a quick five
On South Beach hitting dimes
'cause I'm big time
This bitch hard, I ain't gon' lie
(RJ always tripping, man)
Ayy, ayy, ShittyBoyz
(RJ always tripping, man)
Face six 'Woods, now I'm big high
In a rush to the pape', big time
Strap hanging out the bag, that's a big 9
If they put you in that room
You gon' 6ix9ine
I ain't lying, I'm big time
Hit Saks, light thrust, yeah, it's drip time
750 Yeez' jugg, that's a quick five
On South Beach hitting dimes
'cause I'm big time
SB in the lab, I can't switch sides
Caution cone on me
I ain't letting shit slide
All hustle, no luck, I'ma get mines
Stan said that we winning, that's a big
Hit that bitch from the back
I'm a soul snatcher
If she try and take a pic
I'ma phone grab her
If I lift the buffs up, I'll be swole after
Free smoke through this bitch
You don't want cancer
Gregg Popovich, I'm on the drawing board
This a head shot
What the fuck's the armor for?
It's kinda fucked up that I ain't
Got a heart no more i'm big Tron
Touch me and you gon' start a war
I'm a shooter, yeah, I used to ball a little
To the pape', hell yeah
I might jog a little
Off White, black and white
I'm a fraud official hellhounds with me
I'll send a dog to get you
Face six 'Woods, now I'm big high
In a rush to the pape', big time
Strap hanging out the bag, that's a big 9
If they put you in that room
You gon' 6ix9ine
I ain't lying, I'm big time
Hit Saks, light thrust, yeah, it's drip time
750 Yeez' jugg, that's a quick five
On South Beach hitting dimes
'cause I'm big time
Neck bustdown, remember when I miss mines
I'm Xzibit with the chop, I'll pimp ride
"BabyTron, that boy in prime"
Is the gang winning? Bitch, does a blimp fly?
Two straps in my bag, I could hill climb
Two liter turning black, feel like Bill Nye
Wouldn't piss Stan off 'cause you will die
Lil' foreign bitch eating hummus
While she sip wine
Ha ha, I'm still granny's lil' angel
I'm the Punch God
Look at God and I thank Him
Jumped off the plank
Why the fuck are they hating?
He jumped in the deep end
And turned into Plankton
I think I'm onto something in this Off White
Get him blue crossing lines, he on off-sides
The 'Cat barking but I swear
To God I'm all bite
Y'all doubted Tron but I swear
To God it's alright
I swear to God I'm all bite
Y'all doubted Tron but I swear
To God it's alright (They doubted me)
I swear to God it's alright
Y'all doubted Tron but I swear
To God it's alright (You know why?)
'Cause I'm big time (You ain't hear?)
Bitch, I'm big time (You said what?)
Hell yeah, bitch, I'm big time
(Turn me up, huh, ayy)
You ain't hear that I was big time?
Face six 'Woods, now I'm big high
In a rush to the pape', big time
Strap hanging out the bag, that's a big 9
If they put you in that room
You gon' 6ix9ine
I ain't lying, I'm big time
Hit Saks, light thrust, yeah, it's drip time
750 Yeez' jugg, that's a quick five
On South Beach hitting dimes
'cause I'm big time