I REALLY BE S******* C*******S lyrics

[Intro: Big Baller B]
Yeah
What?
Yeah I got that real money
It ain't funny how much money
It's some real money
Yeah
Yo b*tch lookin' at me funny
Probably because she ain't really used to this money
I'm a boss, I'm a player
Real f*ckin' money maker
Yo b*tch know my name is, uhm-
I don't know man, you know what I'm saying?
Ayy, yeah
Imma let my boy Jon take over

[Verse 1: Eltan Jon, Big Baller B]
She packed my bags last night, pre-flight (Gat gat gat gat gat gat gat gat)
Zero hour: 9:00 a.m (Hey, whoa)
And I'm gonna be high as a kite by then
High as a kite by then (Yeah, tell 'em punk, yeah, uh)
I miss the Earth so much, I miss my wife (I miss my wife, b*tch)
It's lonely out in space (In space, b*tch, yeah yeah yeah)
Who the f*ck you think you're f*ckin' with
I'm the f*ckin' boss
I shoot your son, I shoot your boss
And tell your b*tch "get lost"
(On such a timeless flight)
I got the sauce like I'm Lil Squeaky
Yo b*tch fly to Tahiki just to f*ckin' meet me
She wanted to meet me, wanna eat me like a f*ckin' sandwich
And I think it's gonna be a long, long time
'Til touchdown brings me 'round again to find
I'm not the man they think I am at home
Ay, yo b*tch, she mad because I'm doing damage
Yeah yeah yeah yeah, you know that I'm rich as I b*tch
And I'm rough on your b*tch and I don't give a sh*t
And I'm smoking the-
Okay, ayy
[Verse 2: Eltan Jon, Big Baller B]
I'm a rocket man (I'm a rocket man, gang)
Rocket man (Gang gang, I'll tell you, yeah)
Burning out his fuse up here alone
f*ck you think I'm f*ckin' with?
I'm the f*ckin' boss, yeah, yeah
Flying out to see me, yeah (And I think it's gonna be a long, long time)
She need me
She's so goddamn needy ('Til touchdown brings me 'round again to find)
I'm so goddamn greedy
I can't just have one b*tch (I'm not the man they think I am at home)
I gotta have 'em all (Oh no, no, no)
Like I'm playing Pokémon, yeah they want my balls
I'm a rocket man (Ay ay, ay ay )
Rocket man (Write that down motherf*cker)
Burning out his fuse up here alone (Yeah)
It's true, it's true
It's facts, it's facts
I'm playin' Home Access, b*tch
You better relax, 'cause, hey

[Verse 3: Eltan Jon, Big Baller B]
Mars ain't the kind of place to raise your kids (Damn, damn, damn hey)
In fact, it's cold as hell (It's cold as hell, like my motherf*ckin' heart and soul)
And there's no one there to raise them if you did (No one, damn)
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