Big lyrics

[Intro]
I'm a born sinner
But I die better than that, swear

Alright Richie, we got two more
Two more sixteens and we out of here
Unh, Unh-Unh
Shout out to that n*gga Cole
Yeah, Dreamville
What up [Ebb?]
I mean y'all n*ggas over there bragging like Jay
Me, I guess I wanna be big
I guess I wanna be big
Not even Biggie either, like the movie
You know what I mean?
Like the house with all the toys in it and sh*t

[Verse 1]
Tom Hanks birthday need Tom Hanks crib
Tell Big, "smoking blunts with Tom Hanks kid"
How I do, do it big, that is all I did
All my life, every night, Playboy I live
Got a freak up in my sheets and she at home alone and
She drop her jaws and grab her cheeks like she Macaulay Culkin
I put it deep, she probably think it's in her abdomen
A little me inside your stomach that's a bad omen (hehe)
I give two coins for b*tches that's on my groin
I pay'em that much attention and then I gotta get going
I'm 'bout to build an empire, my numerals is growing
No time for bad b*tches, living in the moment
Get the heat, Al Pacino, Dinero
Y'all the other guys, Wahlberg and Ferrell
Born sinner, opposite of a winner
Five-seven and I can't get thinner
Guess a n*gga just wanna be big

[Outro]
I guess I wanna be big
(Born sinner, the opposite of a winner)
I guess I wanna be big
(Born sinner, the opposite of a winner)
I guess I wanna be big, big
(Born sinner, the opposite of a winner)
I guess I wanna be big n*gga
(Born sinner, the opposite of a winner)