Lyrics Got It - Sugarboy Big T

I'm the shit, big boss in the shit
All he knows making hits, my time is racks (yeah)
I get niggas everywhere they ain't rappers

Going hard for the fam, you already know I am the man (skurrt)
Shit never stop trapping daily, I'm Big T (frrrr)
Big boss in the shit all he knows making hits
My time is racks, don't fuck with it bitch please (frrrr)
Still busy, money long but we ain't happy
We take risks fuck haters, we make it look easy
Running from the cops, we the top sellers in the city (gang)
Fuck fame we want cash, lawyer fees nigga we get it

Going hard for the fam, you already know I am the man (grrrr)
Shit never stop trappin daily, I'm Big T
Big boss in the shit all he knows making hits (frrrr)
My time is racks, don't fuck with it, bitch please
Still busy, money long but we ain't happy
We take risks fuck haters, we make it look easy (ruthless)
Running from the cops, we the top sellers in the city (gang)
Fuck fame we want cash, lawyer fees nigga we get it
Look myself in mirror all I see is president
But I ain't save no folks, I am not a reverent (gang)
I get niggas everywhere they ain't rappers
For me they plan a hit, reckless robbers
You niggas 's dirty, I need me some blicky (aye, aye, aye)
Selling dope while I mix coca with the whisky (aye)
I shoot to kill run upon me
Everything can be risky (shoot you back nigga)
The type of rich nigga
Who fuck police in live (you ain't do none back nigga)
We the lost boys who get the money mind (aye)
Now I get none to prouve, sayin' you's boss you get to showup
Where your money at, where your (uh huh) lawyer fees at
We still (gang) beat the case, free the realest one locked up, gang

Going hard (skurrt) for the fam, you already know I am the man (grrrr)
Shit never stop trapping daily, I'm Big T (frrrr)
Big boss in the shit, all he knows making hits (bling)
My time is racks, don't fuck with it bitch please (frrrr)
Still busy, money long but we ain't happy (ruthless)
We take risks fuck haters, we make it look easy
Running from the cops, we the top sellers in the city (gang)
Fuck fame we want cash
Lawyer fees nigga we get it (I open fire on you)

Aye, aye, aye (dope), yeah