Big Time
Vince Staples"Big Time" is a song by Vince Staples, released in 2016 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:19 long and contains 66 lines and 487 words.
Lyrics
0:04Alright alright alright
0:10Man I love my b**ches
0:12Man they photogenic
0:13Snatched em straight up out they Richardson mag they do my dishes
0:15Man I love this crapping
0:17Man my homie with it
0:18Man my homie they ain't got ambulances with digs
0:21Snatched em straight up out they Richardson
0:24I ain't paying homage to nobody with no bodies
0:27I don't care bout yo Ferrari I'll snatch you out that Bentley
0:30Was cramming into civics round 2010 fish
0:34Piled in the studio when not a niggle would listen
0:37Now we're big time big time big time
0:40Now we're big time big time big time
0:44Now we're big time
0:46Hands up baby don't you see this big nine
0:49Screaming f**k the world like that sh*t mine
0:51Player sh*t player made
0:52I'm stuck in my player ways
0:54I just made a play today
0:56She gave me some play today
0:57My Jordan was law away
0:59I caught me a fade a day
1:01Around where Jana stay
1:02My 40 go dumb in a major way
1:04I come from the game where they pay to play
1:06These rappers extorted like everyday
1:07That Yankee I'm sporting like every day
1:09Just played me a show they paid 80 k
1:11I put it away for a rainy day
1:12You never know when you gong catch a case
1:14You never know when you gong catch an opp
1:16We kill ever day like where soca stay
1:18You might get a pass
1:19Big time big time big time
1:21Now we're big time big time big time
1:25Now we're big time
1:27Hands up baby don't you see this big nine
1:30Screaming f**k the world like that sh*t mine
1:32Big timer like many and baby
1:33Don't play with that man cause he crazy
1:36With demon and echo from Compton
1:37They stomping out niggards like Stacy
1:39The radio never gong play me quit if my label don't pay me
1:42I'll run up in there with my gun in the air screaming
1:44Give me the sh*t you owe jay z
1:46Banana like ja yo from day's
1:47My temper depend how my day go
1:49My girl do whatever I say so
1:51She ain't got no reason to say no
1:53I ain't wish for nothing but hood rich
1:54You ain't seen how grime my hood get
1:56I been on some up to no good sh*t
1:58You on that cub a in boy hood sh*t
1:59I go down to cub and find me a plug
2:01Sick of these rappers not selling no drugs
2:03Sick of this industry playing these games
2:05Sick of my enemies saying my name
2:06Harder than niggards since holistic niggle
2:08I'll body a niggle for saying I can't
2:10You should have known I go hard in the paint
2:12You should have known ain't no stopping my wave
2:14Big time time time time time time time
2:21Big time time time time time time time
3:03Next time on poppy street
3:19Hello hello is anybody there
Alright alright alright Man I love my b**ches Man they photogenic Snatched em straight up out they Richardson mag they do my dishes Man I love this crapping Man my homie with it Man my homie they ain't got ambulances with digs Snatched em straight up out they Richardson I ain't paying homage to nobody with no bodies I don't care bout yo Ferrari I'll snatch you out that Bentley Was cramming into civics round 2010 fish Piled in the studio when not a niggle would listen Now we're big time big time big time Now we're big time big time big time Now we're big time Hands up baby don't you see this big nine Screaming f**k the world like that sh*t mine Player sh*t player made I'm stuck in my player ways I just made a play today She gave me some play today My Jordan was law away I caught me a fade a day Around where Jana stay My 40 go dumb in a major way I come from the game where they pay to play These rappers extorted like everyday That Yankee I'm sporting like every day Just played me a show they paid 80 k I put it away for a rainy day You never know when you gong catch a case You never know when you gong catch an opp We kill ever day like where soca stay You might get a pass Big time big time big time Now we're big time big time big time Now we're big time Hands up baby don't you see this big nine Screaming f**k the world like that sh*t mine Big timer like many and baby Don't play with that man cause he crazy With demon and echo from Compton They stomping out niggards like Stacy The radio never gong play me quit if my label don't pay me I'll run up in there with my gun in the air screaming Give me the sh*t you owe jay z Banana like ja yo from day's My temper depend how my day go My girl do whatever I say so She ain't got no reason to say no I ain't wish for nothing but hood rich You ain't seen how grime my hood get I been on some up to no good sh*t You on that cub a in boy hood sh*t I go down to cub and find me a plug Sick of these rappers not selling no drugs Sick of this industry playing these games Sick of my enemies saying my name Harder than niggards since holistic niggle I'll body a niggle for saying I can't You should have known I go hard in the paint You should have known ain't no stopping my wave Big time time time time time time time Big time time time time time time time Next time on poppy street Hello hello is anybody there
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