[Intro: Flau'jae]

Big 4, Big 4

(Bankroll Got It)

[Chorus: Flau'jae]

I thought we was done, so why you blowin' up my phone? (Up my phone)

And I'm back outside, man, I'm gone, never home (Never home)

Yeah, you throw me off, but you kinda put it on (Put it on)

Diamonds always hittin', I'm like, "Can y'all get along?" (Like get along)

Yeah, no filter, face got it (Ayy)

Everything straight, got it (Ayy)

Everything ate, got it (Ayy)

Nails, face, lace, body (Ayy)

AMGs, big body (Ayy)

I ain't even trip 'bout it (Ayy)

Everyone I'm with 'bout it (Ayy)

Can you get this lit? Doubt it (Ayy)

[Verse 1: Flau'jae]

I know I'm the one they want to be, though (Big 4)

You know what I'm on, body natural, but it's tea, though (Tea, though)

And they know you my baby, let's just keep it on the D-low

And, yeah, I know we cool, but it ain't much I do for free, though (Free, though)

And, yеah, we at the red light, act up (Slidе)

Window down, black truck (Drive)

Fifty feet, back up

Hundred deep, packed up (Skrrt)

Dread head, tatted up

Everybody strap tucked

Kickback wrapped up

This New Era capped up

[Chorus: Flau'jae & BossMan Dlow]

I thought we was done, so why you blowin' up my phone? (Up my phone)

And I'm back outside, man, I'm gone, never home (Never home)

Yeah, you throw me off, but you kinda put it on (Put it on)

Diamonds always hittin', I'm like, "Can y'all get along?" (Like get along)

Yeah, no filter, face got it (Ayy)

Everything straight, got it (Ayy)

Everything ate, got it (Ayy)

Nails, face, lace, body (Ayy)

AMGs, big body (Ayy)

I ain't even trip 'bout it (Ayy)

Everyone I'm with 'bout it (Ayy)

Can you get this lit? Doubt it (Ayy, Big Za)

[Verse 2: BossMan Dlow]

Can you get this lit? (Nope)

Shoot my shot and miss (Nope)

Shoot my shot and swish (Yeah)

I'm the best it gets (Yeah)

Huh, I got expensive shoes on, it cost for me to step (Cost for me to step)

Laid back in the Maybach, let it drive itself (Yoom)

She say, "Dlow, you been countin' up money all day" (Beep, beep, beep, beep)

And they prayed I wouldn't make it, sorry, dog, it's too late (Sorry, dog)

She say, "Dlow, you be thinkin' 'bout money all day" (Beep, beep, beep, beep)

I got shooters that's gon'— from far range like Flau'jae (Yeah)

Left wrist goin' crazy, right wrist goin' stupid (Right wrist goin' stupid)

I got wrist game, I can show you how to use it (Yeah)

Finally, I'm winnin', I was used to losin' (I was used to losin')

Big Za in the buildin', you know it's a movie (Big Za)

[Chorus: Flau'jae]

I thought we was done, so why you blowin' up my phone? (Up my phone)

And I'm back outside, man, I'm gone, never home (Never home)

Yeah, you throw me off, but you kinda put it on (Put it on)

Diamonds always hittin', I'm like, "Can y'all get along?" (Like get along)

Yeah, no filter, face got it (Ayy)

Everything straight, got it (Ayy)

Everything ate, got it (Ayy)

Nails, face, lace, body (Ayy)

AMGs, big body (Ayy)

I ain't even trip 'bout it (Ayy)

Everyone I'm with 'bout it (Ayy)

Can you get this lit? Doubt it (Ayy)