Do It Big - Young Scooter, Future

Yeah, turn the mic down

ATL Jacob

Yeah yeah, turn the mic

I’m makin' this money, it’s drivin' me crazy

I’m fuckin' these bitches, they drivin' me crazy

Thirty chains on me

Ten million on me

Yeah yeah

I’m in the studio with my Cali nigga

In the jugg house, kickin' bales with Bali’s nigga

In the nineties nigga, we was ridin' colors with rallies nigga

In my hood I was sellin' dope in alleys nigga

You can’t finesse me, I’m a mathematician

Done made two hundred million, I’m in the right position

I’m in my own lane, so ain’t no competition

I gotta thank God I never been to prison (Young Scooter)

I got away with murder, forgive me for all my sinnin'

I’m doin' it for my kids, I’ma keep winnin' (count up)

My son 11 years old, already talkin' millions

By the time he 18, he own his own business

I’m doin' it for my kids, doin' it for my kids (BMFBG)

I gotta do it big, gotta do it big

I’m doin' it for my kids, doin' it for my kids

I gotta do it big, gotta do it big

I’m doin' it for my son, and my fuckin' daughter

Black Amigo Scooter never had a father

Juugin' in these dirty streets, yeah it made me smarter

Gotta stay away from them niggas with them fed charges

I ain’t give a damn what my daddy left

My mama had the plug and I was right there

Elementary school, and already was a hustler

I was in middle school and already servin' customers

This is real talk, ain’t nobody gon' fuck with us

I got Lil Dino with me, and he ready to touch you up

I used to be broke but, now a nigga rich as fuck

The streets ain’t safe boy, you better keep you a pistol tucked

I got pounds, got bricks, I got ice

When the trap get hot, jump on a flight

To this money I got married, that’s my wife

Everyday I’m flexin' nigga, that’s my life

My lil cousin Quay fought and they gave him life

Jugg house, make over fifty bands a night

No flaws, sellin' weed for the rest of my life

HNIC and BMG and that’s for life

I made the Rollie talk big dawg lingo

Roll through the hood, let the kids yell bingo

Ten gold rings on my fingers, just like Deion

All red Mulsanne, bust the brain on a peon

Money, mo' money, mo' money, I think it done went to the head

Tatted my neck and my stomach, I’m 'bout to go tat up my legs

They puttin' the cut in the Actavis, now we gon' drink up the red

I copped me a Lambo, before I pulled off, I pulled off the head

Yeah, the Maybach got Maybach covers, takin' a nap in the bed

Yeah, I count a few million up and talk to my niggas in feds

Yeah, put em on FaceTime, let 'em see bitches I hit

Yeah, let 'em see all of my chains juggin' and look at my wrist, yeah

I’m doin' it for my kids, doin' it for my kids (BMFBG)

I gotta do it big, gotta do it big

I’m doin' it for my kids, doin' it for my kids

I gotta do it big, gotta do it big

I’m doin' it for my son, and my fuckin' daughter

Black Amigo Scooter never had a father

Juugin' in these dirty streets, yeah it made me smarter

Gotta stay away from them niggas with them fed charges

I’m makin' this money, it’s drivin' me crazy

I’m fuckin' these bitches, they drivin' me crazy

Thirty chains on me

10 million on me

(Y'all fufu, fuckin' goofy)