Phantom of the Opera

Pull up on a bitch in a all black Charger
White girlfriend and I think her name was Sasha
Yeah my name Big Baby, but I look just like her father
Pull up on my baby, you know that I’m a baller
Like my bitch brown, but my drink a littler darker
Pull up in a Phantom, baby, but this ain’t no opera
Bitch I got the swag flu, I got it from the doctor
Could’ve won a Grammy, but I’m bout to win an Oscar
Shrimp and Calamari, bitch I’m eating on some pasta
Shinin' real hard, baby girl I be flossed up
Big bankroll, bitch I walked out Wells Fargo
Big Baby shinin' hard, bitch I be sauced up
Yung Boi Scumbag shit big brother, call him your drunk uncle
Making your hoe cum every time, but I ain’t touched her
Game full of little tikes, Larry League a little rougher
Yellow Balmain bikers on the boots I’m burnin' rubber
Cristal plus some big shots, she taking it all off
Geekin' stupid strolling out the room, I do my Perc walk
Ripped your band-aids, yeah I know that hurt dog
Fuck playing safe, bruh we bustin' in the walls
Pull up on a bitch in a all black Charger
White girlfriend and I think her name was Sasha
Yeah my name Big Baby, but I look just like her father
Pull up on my baby, you know that I’m a baller
Like my bitch brown, but my drink a littler darker
Pull up in a Phantom, baby, but this ain’t no opera
Bitch I got the swag flu, I got it from the doctor
Could’ve won a Grammy, but I’m bout to win an Oscar
Pull up all red 'Rari, looking like Larry the Lobster
I’m with Big Baby, but we might be with your daughter
Sippin' red and yellow green, man I feel just like a Rasta
Randy Christ get your bitch baptized in the water
When I’m up in Houston, I be sippin' on a oiler
I might go make it rain, she get rich if she
I’m out on tour, but your bitch is getting torn up
Bitch I’m from Atlanta, this what it would sound like if I was from Florida
Pull up on a bitch in a all black Charger
White girlfriend and I think her name was Sasha
Yeah my name Big Baby, but I look just like her father
Pull up on my baby, you know that I’m a baller
Like my bitch brown, but my drink a littler darker
Pull up in a Phantom, baby, but this ain’t no opera
Bitch I got the swag flu, I got it from the doctor
Could’ve won a Grammy, but I’m bout to win an Oscar