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big bet. - armani white lyrics

[intro: armani white]
yeah, yeah
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
we gettin’ money now
f*ck is you talkin’ ’bout?
ayy, ayy

[verse 1: armani white]
ayy, bet i get rich
let them lil’ broke hoes stunt on my d*ck
the better i get, ayy, bet i get lit
bet i ain’t f*ckin’ your crush in my past, it’s next on my list
i bet i get hits, bet on my brother
i bet on you n*ggas, i bet on my b*tch
i bet on my wrist, crop that, n*gga, i drop*top
b*tches look better like this
ayy, i call the shots, i call the winners, defenders and blocks
y’all call the cops, sh*t, i call the opps
i call my n*ggas who lived on the bottom to get on this top
i call it all, girlie had camе up from musclin’ bundles
now i got it now, and i got a lot
y’all got me twisted, i’m rеally them n*ggas, you thought i forgot
f*ck on that b*tch when i touch down, down on my ass, bet it’s up now
she know i just wanna f*ck now, so she try not to pick up now
used to ride [?], ante up, used to be sleep, i stay up now
even my opps know it’s up, but, b*tch, i’m on your ass, and it’s stuck
[chorus: armani white]
i’ve been countin’ my paper and mindin’ my business
’cause i know them n*ggas on even mirror by the time that i finish
i told ’em “b*tch, i’m right here, b*tch, i’m right here”
this is my year, this is my year

[verse 2: fivio foreign]
i’m in this b*tch with armani, vignetter sh*t mixed with armani
’cause [?], that’s mixed with her mommy
a shooter that shoot for a hobby (grr)
i post my location like “n*gga, come find me”
ask on my d*ck, i’m like “please don’t remind me” (nah)
they knew i was lit since the moment they signed me
it’s not a verse, it’s a hommy, bbl flow, it’s a body, kickin’ my city, fivi’ (fivi’)
i ain’t got time for a b*tch now, i bought a stick with a switch, wow (baow)
my gun go with all of my fits now (grr), i’m standin’ on that, n*gga, sit down (huh)
they prayin’ on me and i’m prayin’ for better nights (yeah)
i think my b*tches look better with cellulite (yeah)
still be turned off by the sh*t i ain’t never like
if we send ’em up, then he livin’ a better life (baow)
wylin’ (wylin’), all time, before they see me, they see diamonds
i heard your lil’ diss, it was garbage
when i’m in the spot, n*gga, play billie eilish (yeah)
we tried to link, she was dodgin’ (nah)
all my lil’ n*ggas go turn up the violence (baow)
if i hit your b*tch, i’m not keepin’ it silent
’cause it was too easy, ain’t give me no challenge
[chorus: armani white]
i’ve been countin’ my paper and mindin’ my business
’cause i know them n*ggas on even mirror by the time that i finish
i told ’em “b*tch, i’m right here, b*tch, i’m right here”
this is my year, this is my year

- armani white lyrics

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