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big in da game - kidsuper, giggs & quavo lyrics

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[verse 1: giggs]
i’m astronomical
my jumper matchin’ my hat, my jeans, my math phenomenal
i rap, i whip it like mac and cheese, a splash of tropical
you liars can never compete with me, you’re pathological
i know that your man’s not honourable
i see things ’cause man’s a oracle
i’m in cannes with bands, invulnerable
you ain’t got no plans, you’re gullible
i’m kidsuper fly and colorful
i might take them back to summer school
i’m with goblins, ghosts and i’m a ghoul
you tell stories, loads of chronicles
i get p*ssy explode on follicles

[verse 2: giggs & quavo]
i’m in australia, just made a statement
big in the game, i just got off stage
i’m in the future wearin’ kidsuper
got one in pink with sprinklеs of grey (ah)
she love thе music, no ones to blame
touchin’ her booty, she call me babe
i had that coochie covered in
she said, “it’s soothing, i wanna stay” (facts)
i’m too significant
excuse me, you sound stupid, i’ll excuse your ignorance
we shoot up, run through predicaments
you think me and you’s equivalent
make two moves, then choose my dividends
that smooth delivery (ooh*ooh)
i teach man these school curriculums (ooh)
[verse 3: quavo & giggs]
shh, quavo (yeah)
back to back escalades, bulletproof rovers
v12 engine, just swapped out the motor
pull up with a stallion, she bite like a cobra (skrrt, skrrt)
won’t do no plan, if i got, i’m sprayin’
right in my palms, the way that they land (fah)
sell out the 02 arena for real (fah, fah)
if i’m on the stage, your b*tch in the stands (yeah)
i’m havin’ filet, you could eat off my plate
my gun got an accent, speakin’ uk (brr)
young rich n*gga been havin’ my way (rich)
with giggs, we pop out, we havin’ a gig
drinkin’ some purp’, that’s a h*ll of a mix
icebox diamonds, it came out the fridge (ice)
paperwork on me, but i’m not a snitch (f*ck ’em)
rubberband racks at the ritz*carlton (ritz*carlton)
with my n*ggas, we came from nothing, so there ain’t no starvin’ (ain’t no starvin’)
hundreds so deep when i step in this b*tch, bet i look like an army (look like an army)
all of these b*tches on b*tches, i just want my b*tches to join me (b*tches to join me)
she know it’s bigger than ben, so we took a trip to london (aah, go)

[verse 4: giggs]
i’m in las vegas lookin’ contagious
she love my fragrance, she from la
i feel amazing, fl!ck through the pages
beautiful ladies, bigger estates (ah)
f*ck your computers, i’m in the game
drippy kidsuper under my chain
i got that new sh*t, look at me
incredible sauce, but stuntin’ with quav (hah)
[instrumental outro]

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