(Verse 1-JT The Bigga Figga) You talkin big like you feelin the Figg You at the crib where the safe is in You got a jig with a half a wig Can't even stop when I coast on dubbs Baby boo's tryin to mug, half gone off the scrubs With a phone full of bugs, I'm doin my thang And I gotta get my cheddar cuz I'm true in the game Been iced up, wrist's is froze, switch the clothes Another Esko, with them chips exposed I'm a bay cat Nothin but grindin to get the money on this late night shit Big timin it ain't funny Quit, playin games or get out of the range Cuz I'm tryin to do the thang, and you wanna do the same
(Chorus X2) (LaJoi) Don't even try to clown (JT) I know you want a boss like me (LaJoi) Don't even come around (JT) Comin through on dubbs (LaJoi) Cuz I ain't tryin to hear it (JT) We'll see
(Verse 2-JT The Bigga Figga) You know you want a real one game and all When you stopped me in the parking lot at Macy's mall With a sack full of Rocawear bag at your clothes And my peanut butter Timbo's be makin me slow Exchanged numbers for the first time you got your chance And you been 7 months, without no man Put my number on the back of your hand I got ghosts To the spot where we cookin them beats I got dough Far from bein broke so the time was spent Every time gettin bent, have a shoppin event You like gettin laced, with the finest of thangs 'Till you wanna start arguing and playin them games
(Chorus X2) (LaJoi) Don't even try to clown (JT) You know you want a boss like me (LaJoi) Don't even come around (JT) Comin through on dubbs (LaJoi) Cuz I ain't tryin to hear it (JT) We'll see
(Verse 3-JT The Bigga Figga) You let your acts be your reason for treason you sold out On my 30 day tour you couldn't--hold out Gettin--blowed out, with quarters and eighths In a boat on a lake, with a cat named Jake Is that the fate of this union goin tic-for-tac And you told my little brother that you gettin me back For all the dirt that I done now you cut your losses Now you pickin and choosin from the rest of the bosses Never thought you would take it, to this extreme When you used to be the draft pick, on my team Keep it clean, surprised when I got in deeper Now since you actin up I don't need you neither
(Chorus X4) (LaJoi) Don't even try to clown (JT) I know you want a boss like me (LaJoi) Don't even come around (JT) Comin through on dubbs (LaJoi) Cuz I ain't tryin to hear it (JT) We'll see
(Verse 1-JT The Bigga Figga) You talkin big like you feelin the Figg You at the crib where the safe is in You got a jig with a half a wig Can't even stop when I coast on dubbs Baby boo's tryin to mug, half gone off the scrubs With a phone full of bugs, I'm doin my thang And I gotta get my cheddar cuz I'm true in the game Been iced up, wrist's is froze, switch the clothes Another Esko, with them chips exposed I'm a bay cat Nothin but grindin to get the money on this late night shit Big timin it ain't funny Quit, playin games or get out of the range Cuz I'm tryin to do the thang, and you wanna do the same
(Chorus X2) (LaJoi) Don't even try to clown (JT) I know you want a boss like me (LaJoi) Don't even come around (JT) Comin through on dubbs (LaJoi) Cuz I ain't tryin to hear it (JT) We'll see
(Verse 2-JT The Bigga Figga) You know you want a real one game and all When you stopped me in the parking lot at Macy's mall With a sack full of Rocawear bag at your clothes And my peanut butter Timbo's be makin me slow Exchanged numbers for the first time you got your chance And you been 7 months, without no man Put my number on the back of your hand I got ghosts To the spot where we cookin them beats I got dough Far from bein broke so the time was spent Every time gettin bent, have a shoppin event You like gettin laced, with the finest of thangs 'Till you wanna start arguing and playin them games
(Chorus X2) (LaJoi) Don't even try to clown (JT) You know you want a boss like me (LaJoi) Don't even come around (JT) Comin through on dubbs (LaJoi) Cuz I ain't tryin to hear it (JT) We'll see
(Verse 3-JT The Bigga Figga) You let your acts be your reason for treason you sold out On my 30 day tour you couldn't--hold out Gettin--blowed out, with quarters and eighths In a boat on a lake, with a cat named Jake Is that the fate of this union goin tic-for-tac And you told my little brother that you gettin me back For all the dirt that I done now you cut your losses Now you pickin and choosin from the rest of the bosses Never thought you would take it, to this extreme When you used to be the draft pick, on my team Keep it clean, surprised when I got in deeper Now since you actin up I don't need you neither
(Chorus X4) (LaJoi) Don't even try to clown (JT) I know you want a boss like me (LaJoi) Don't even come around (JT) Comin through on dubbs (LaJoi) Cuz I ain't tryin to hear it (JT) We'll see
