SMALLER THAN GOD lyrics

[Intro: Trippie Redd]
(Aha, is DP on that?)
(DP on the beat)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh

[Chorus: Trippie Redd & Fijimacintosh]
n*gga, that's a big bet, yeah, this a big check, yeah, gotta big flex, yeah
Flexin' on these n*ggas, I got big pecks, yeah
On the big set, yeah, that's a big bet, yeah
You don't want no smoke 'cause we got big TECs, yeah
We got big TECs, yeah, we got big TECs, yeah
Start a big mess, yeah
I been hoppin' out this 'Rari in a big Jag', yeah
Shoot a n*gga face until ain't sh*t left, yeah (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Fijimacintosh]
Diamonds, they drip just like the water
Get your b*tch before she get slaughtered
Spank the lil' b*tch like I was her father
Sippin' that lean but don't need baby bottle
b*tch so bad like the next top-model
Chopper sing like the opera
n*ggas, they talk but I don't do the gossip
My n*ggas talk but I might sing a concert
Screw you roller kid
I'm rollin' with the slimes, yeah
n*ggas hatin' droppin' dimes, yeah
And that money on my mind, yeah
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
n*gga, that's a big bet, yeah, this a big check, yeah, gotta big flex, yeah
Flexin' on these n*ggas, I got big pecks, yeah
On the big set, yeah, that's a big bet, yeah
You don't want no smoke 'cause we got big TECs, yeah
We got big TECs, yeah, we got big TECs, yeah
Start a big mess, yeah
I been hoppin' out this 'Rari in a big Jag', yeah
Shoot a n*gga face until ain't sh*t left, yeah
Big bet, yeah, this a big check, yeah, gotta big flex, yeah
Flexin' on these n*ggas, I got big pecks, yeah
On the big set, yeah, that's a big bet, yeah
You don't want no smoke 'cause we got big TECs, yeah
We got big TECs, yeah, we got big TECs, yeah
Start a big mess, yeah
I been hoppin' out this 'Rari in a big Jag', yeah
Shoot a n*gga face until ain't sh*t left, yeah

[Verse 2: Fijimacintosh]
I said, hopping out this 'Rari like I'm Batman
Smoking on this dope, b*tch, I'm way off the atlas
She gon' do a trick on this di*k like gymnastic
And I'm fresh to death like I came in a casket
And I don't listen to words, b*tch, I really watch your actions
Brother pitching them birds, damn near caught him out in traffic
We be going way up, [?]
All these n*ggas hate us, but these b*tches love us
b*tch, we innovative, watch how the doors go up (Yeah)
Watch how your ho go up
Riding in that spider, that b*tch only got two seats
And I got my [?]
Money make her dance, make her dance like MC Hammer, ah
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
n*gga, that's a big bet, yeah, this a big check, yeah, gotta big flex, yeah
Flexin' on these n*ggas, I got big pecks, yeah
On the big set, yeah, that's a big bet, yeah
You don't want no smoke 'cause we got big TECs, yeah
We got big TECs, yeah, we got big TECs, yeah
Start a big mess, yeah
I been hoppin' out this 'Rari in a big Jag', yeah
Shoot a n*gga face until ain't sh*t left, yeah

[Outro]
I'm the best!