Big money got em big mad
Yeah we chasing after Big bags
Humble nigga I don't gotta big brag
Hang wit killas they be tottin big mags
I'm tryna count it count it to a milly
A boogie I wanna be king of the city
I'm tryna get litty litty litty
I'm tryna get litty litty litty
I don't need the flash
Like I got good lighting already
Never slip this glock keep me steady
Don't mean to sag my pockets is heavy
She bumping fivi so she swear she a Wetty
Stack my money up yeah I keep it lowkey
From the streets so these niggas know me
I was in the gym workin like Kobe
To make sure when I ball they can't hold me
Young nigga I hang wit the OGs
Bumping meek go to sleep dream of Rollie's
Future got me pouring up codeine
Catch a body then pray my gang holly
Thinkin money money it's just stuck in my mind
Bad skater I'm just stuck on my grind
I won't bring up ya past baby girl you too fine
But after I hit I'll probably hit decline
100 hoes tell em all make a line
They f*ckin' the bros they f*ck wit my lines
Can't trust a hoe they gone f*ck for the dime
I keep a pole like I'm cool wit the strippers
They love when I'm there I'ma tremendous tripper
Turn losses to lessons and turn to a winner
God blessing the bosses but we all some sinners
I don't understand how you hate on a nigga
I know family that my family gone pray for a nigga
My spot at the top so just wait for it nigga
So just wait for it nigga
I don't understand how you hate on a nigga
I know family that my family gone pray for a nigga
My spot at the top so just wait for it nigga
My spot at the top so just wait for it nigga
Big money got em big mad
Yeah we chasing after Big bags
Humble nigga I don't gotta big brag
Hang wit killas they be tottin big mags
I'm tryna count it count it to a milly
A boogie I wanna be king of the city
I'm tryna get litty litty litty
I'm tryna get litty litty litty
Chase Ctb - Litty Lyrics
Chase Ctb - Litty Lyrics
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Big money got em big mad
Yeah we chasing after Big bags
Humble nigga I don't gotta big brag
Hang wit killas they be tottin big mags
I'm tryna count it count it to a milly
A boogie I wanna be king of the city
I'm tryna get litty litty litty
I'm tryna get litty litty litty
I don't need the flash
Like I got good lighting already
Never slip this glock keep me steady
Don't mean to sag my pockets is heavy
She bumping fivi so she swear she a Wetty
Stack my money up yeah I keep it lowkey
From the streets so these niggas know me
I was in the gym workin like Kobe
To make sure when I ball they can't hold me
Young nigga I hang wit the OGs
Bumping meek go to sleep dream of Rollie's
Future got me pouring up codeine
Catch a body then pray my gang holly
Thinkin money money it's just stuck in my mind
Bad skater I'm just stuck on my grind
I won't bring up ya past baby girl you too fine
But after I hit I'll probably hit decline
100 hoes tell em all make a line
They f*ckin' the bros they f*ck wit my lines
Can't trust a hoe they gone f*ck for the dime
I keep a pole like I'm cool wit the strippers
They love when I'm there I'ma tremendous tripper
Turn losses to lessons and turn to a winner
God blessing the bosses but we all some sinners
I don't understand how you hate on a nigga
I know family that my family gone pray for a nigga
My spot at the top so just wait for it nigga
So just wait for it nigga
I don't understand how you hate on a nigga
I know family that my family gone pray for a nigga
My spot at the top so just wait for it nigga
My spot at the top so just wait for it nigga
Big money got em big mad
Yeah we chasing after Big bags
Humble nigga I don't gotta big brag
Hang wit killas they be tottin big mags
I'm tryna count it count it to a milly
A boogie I wanna be king of the city
I'm tryna get litty litty litty
I'm tryna get litty litty litty
Yeah we chasing after Big bags
Humble nigga I don't gotta big brag
Hang wit killas they be tottin big mags
I'm tryna count it count it to a milly
A boogie I wanna be king of the city
I'm tryna get litty litty litty
I'm tryna get litty litty litty
I don't need the flash
Like I got good lighting already
Never slip this glock keep me steady
Don't mean to sag my pockets is heavy
She bumping fivi so she swear she a Wetty
Stack my money up yeah I keep it lowkey
From the streets so these niggas know me
I was in the gym workin like Kobe
To make sure when I ball they can't hold me
Young nigga I hang wit the OGs
Bumping meek go to sleep dream of Rollie's
Future got me pouring up codeine
Catch a body then pray my gang holly
Thinkin money money it's just stuck in my mind
Bad skater I'm just stuck on my grind
I won't bring up ya past baby girl you too fine
But after I hit I'll probably hit decline
100 hoes tell em all make a line
They f*ckin' the bros they f*ck wit my lines
Can't trust a hoe they gone f*ck for the dime
I keep a pole like I'm cool wit the strippers
They love when I'm there I'ma tremendous tripper
Turn losses to lessons and turn to a winner
God blessing the bosses but we all some sinners
I don't understand how you hate on a nigga
I know family that my family gone pray for a nigga
My spot at the top so just wait for it nigga
So just wait for it nigga
I don't understand how you hate on a nigga
I know family that my family gone pray for a nigga
My spot at the top so just wait for it nigga
My spot at the top so just wait for it nigga
Big money got em big mad
Yeah we chasing after Big bags
Humble nigga I don't gotta big brag
Hang wit killas they be tottin big mags
I'm tryna count it count it to a milly
A boogie I wanna be king of the city
I'm tryna get litty litty litty
I'm tryna get litty litty litty
Writer: Kyelle Peters
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