Big Money lyrics

[Intro]
C'mon
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon
I got, I got big money yeah
Put that sh*t up yeah

[Hook]
Big money, big money, big money, big money
Big money, big money, big money, big money
Put that lil' sh*t up, put that lil' sh*t up
Put that lil' sh*t up, put that lil' sh*t up
Put that lil' sh*t up, put that lil' sh*t up
Put that lil' sh*t up, put that lil' sh*t up

Big money, big money, big money, big money
Big money, big money, big money, big money
Put that lil' sh*t up, put that lil' sh*t up
Put that lil' sh*t up, put that lil' sh*t up
Put that lil' sh*t up, put that lil' sh*t up
Put that lil' sh*t up, put that lil' sh*t up

[Made Man]
(Made Man!)
My diamonds they coming from alien
I trapped in the game and I'm nailing it
Jumping in raw fist telling it
Bricks you know we pedal it
All of my n*ggas sip medicine
Thinking we playing for Michigan
Have my place comin' in, comin' in, M'n'M, M'n'M
Lost it, I got it, I'm back again
20k spent in the mall again
Bigger the bag, the bigger the rich
She's digging my style, I'm f*cking your b*tch
You know that I'm on, she know that I'm rich
Call on my phone, call on flights b*tch I'm gone
Money won't leave my 'lone, hating eyes do ya wrong
Big bag coming home, n*gga while on the phone
Young rich n*gga on, making nets on the trade
Hundred rounds to your face, n*gga been getting cake
Grind on can't waste, copped the house with the lake
Broke n*ggas can't relate, bad b*tches paint their face
Made Man been straight
[Hook]
Big money, big money, big money, big money
Big money, big money, big money, big money
Put that lil' sh*t up, put that lil' sh*t up
Put that lil' sh*t up, put that lil' sh*t up
Put that lil' sh*t up, put that lil' sh*t up
Put that lil' sh*t up, put that lil' sh*t up

Big money, big money, big money, big money
Big money, big money, big money, big money
Put that lil' sh*t up, put that lil' sh*t up
Put that lil' sh*t up, put that lil' sh*t up
Put that lil' sh*t up, put that lil' sh*t up
Put that lil' sh*t up, put that lil' sh*t up

[Offset]
(Offset!)
Yeah
I am in the trap with the blue Hundreds
Yeah I've been ballin' for three summers
No I can't fold, I don't dishonor
Rocks on my wrist, I got big pointers
f*ck on your b*tch tape brick on her
Run with the pack get a hit on ya
Hop in the Wraith and I sh*t on 'em
I do not respect your big homie
I got more racks than your big homie
Kill TEC it got a di*k on it
But it do not got no kick on it
I do not play with the racks
Take off the top and detatch
I brought the multiple bags
I spent me a 30 in Saks
I get a bag, I'm gonna tax it
I'm bringing Gambino right back
I make a play in a taxi
He didn't know the driver was strapped
I run the game from the backseat
I had to see how it was mapped
Made Man we having our way
Yea, we are having our racks
[Hook]
Big money, big money, big money, big money
Big money, big money, big money, big money
Put that lil' sh*t up, put that lil' sh*t up
Put that lil' sh*t up, put that lil' sh*t up
Put that lil' sh*t up, put that lil' sh*t up
Put that lil' sh*t up, put that lil' sh*t up

Big money, big money, big money, big money
Big money, big money, big money, big money
Put that lil' sh*t up, put that lil' sh*t up
Put that lil' sh*t up, put that lil' sh*t up
Put that lil' sh*t up, put that lil' sh*t up
Put that lil' sh*t up, put that lil' sh*t up

Put it up!