BIG DEAL - BIA ft. Sevyn Streeter

(Aziz, Aziz, Aziz)

Uh, uh, uh

(Hey, I'm really Rich)

BIA, BIA

I'm the nastiest bitch I know (Huh)

And I do a magic trick with my throat (Huh)

I'm Mariah Carey, ho, I hit the high notes (Yeah)

He gon' wanna marry me with eyes closed

Fuck it, baby, I'm a big deal

I ain't cryin' if the milk spilled, crack seals

You gon' bust me down if the shit real

Blue hundreds, pink fifties, I like blue bills (Cash)

Fuck me in the 'Vette, baby, I need new thrills (Huh)

Money ain't a thing and I'm like, "Bitch, hardly"

I'ma do that nigga like I'm Lori Harvey

Two wrists, AP

Maybe that's the reason why they hate me (Huh)

Top tier pussy, where he rank me

When I fuck that nigga, I make him thank me, Lord (Thanks)

You wanna rock my body

Get me wet on the jet, let me ride shawty

Give me Birkins and baguettes, I be so naughty

Boy, this pussy be the best, and you know that's something to kiss

Don't talk to me, just pucker your lips

We get lit, we get drunk off the Kriss and the rolls

And my bitches keep askin' about what we did, boy, we won’t say

Archin' up my back and I was fuckin' you up

Treat it like a straw the way I'm suckin' you up

Man, this pussy yours, you can put it on a leash

Take this pussy for a walk, yeah, yeah

I like big spenders for certain (Frrt, cash)

Been a lot of things, not a regular person (Not a regular person)

I'm a star, they pullin' back the curtain (Sheesh)

He thought he replaced me, but it wasn't workin'

I be leavin' bitches feelings hurtin'

I'ma give 'em reasons to be lurkin'

Rapping but it sound like it’s a sermon

Freaky but it feel like I'm a virgin, uh

Fuck me on the West, now I'm like, "What's happenin'?"

He just want a rich bitch, Kim Kardashian

Two wrists, AP

Maybe that's the reason why they hate me (Huh)

Top tier pussy, where he rank me

When I fuck that nigga, I make him thank me, Lord (Thanks)

You wanna rock my body

Get me wet on the jet, let me ride shawty

Give me Birkins and baguettes, I be so naughty

Boy, this pussy be the best, and you know that's something to kiss

Don't talk to me, just pucker your lips

We get lit, we get drunk off the Kriss and the rolls

And my bitches keep askin' about what we did, boy, we won’t say

Archin' up my back and I was fuckin' you up

Treat it like a straw the way I'm suckin' you up

Man, this pussy yours, you can put it on a leash

Take this pussy for a walk, yeah, yeah

I like big spenders for certain