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Big Status Video (MV)




Performed By: M.O.N.E.Y.
Language: English
Length: 3:57
Written by: Sedona Harris




M.O.N.E.Y. - Big Status Lyrics




She over here sounding tipsy, cause she stay calling me gypsy with them crooked-ass teeth
Bitch, you need to be teached, always stay watching my page, always have something to say
Come outside and catch that fade, you stay net talking

Go ahead, pass me that blunt, cause you know I'm on the hunt
Crazy-headed ass runt is a loca land, huh
Th-th-think you cute, bitch, looking like Slender Man
Real tall and bony, yeah, yeah, acting like a fan

B-b-bitch didn't shut-up until I give her a free nose job
Bitch, with your short ass hair, yeah, it's giving bob-bob
Hoes worry about their man, yeah, I'm worried bouta ban
$ who, bitch

You a fan, you a fan, yeah, and shout-out to Vivi, who never left my side
Always knew when to slide, even if these bitches shy, huh
And yeah, f*ck that boy, tryna get with my friends
Didn't realize he did, but I put it to end

I said I put it to end
Yo, yo, and all these barking bitches are a bunch of lil' hoes
Like ur man tryna get with me, he be like, yo, yo
Her momma tryna parent me, looks like they both obsessed wit me

Bitches want me in therapy
Say what
All these fake accounts, but you still ain't pressing me
Still talking shit, so why the hell you sitting next to me

Say that you a real one, pause, apparently
Say that you a real one, pause, apparently
Go ahead and steal some, bitch, you're on that ecstasy
Yeah, and f*ck the feds, y'all some real dickheads

And yeah, my name is Sed
Heard that crusty lil' bitch still wanted me dead, dead
Huh, huh
Who's money

My money, yeah
Who's money
$ money, yeah
Who's money

My money, yeah
$ money
$ money
My money, yeah

Who's money
My money, yeah
Who's money
$ money, yeah

Who's money
My money, yeah
$ money
$ money

She over here sounding tipsy, cause she stay calling me gypsy with them crooked-ass teeth
Bitch, you need to be teached, always stay watching my page, always have something to say
Come outside and catch that fade, you stay net talking

Go ahead, pass me that blunt, cause you know I'm on the hunt
Crazy-headed ass runt is a loca land, huh
Th-th-think you cute, bitch, looking like Slender Man
Real tall and bony, yeah, yeah, acting like a fan

B-b-bitch didn't shut-up until I give her a free nose job
Bitch, with your short ass hair, yeah, it's giving bob-bob
Hoes worry about their man, yeah, I'm worried bouta ban
$ who, bitch

You a fan, you a fan, yeah, and shout-out to Vivi, who never left my side
Always knew when to slide, even if these bitches shy, huh
And yeah, f*ck that boy, tryna get with my friends
Didn't realize he did, but I put it to end

I said I put it to end
Yo, yo, and all these barking bitches are a bunch of lil' hoes
Like ur man tryna get with me, he be like, yo, yo
Her momma tryna parent me, looks like they both obsessed wit me

Bitches want me in therapy
Say what
All these fake accounts, but you still ain't pressing me
Still talking shit, so why the hell you sitting next to me

Say that you a real one, pause, apparently
Say that you a real one, pause, apparently
Go ahead and steal some, bitch, you're on that ecstasy
Yeah, and f*ck the feds, y'all some real dickheads

And yeah, my name is Sed
Heard that crusty lil' bitch still wanted me dead, dead
Huh, huh
Who's money

My money, yeah
Who's money
$ money, yeah
Who's money

My money, yeah
$ money
$ money
My money, yeah

Who's money
My money, yeah
Who's money
$ money, yeah

Who's money
My money, yeah
$ money
$ money
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She over here sounding tipsy, cause she stay calling me gypsy with them crooked-ass teeth
Bitch, you need to be teached, always stay watching my page, always have something to say
Come outside and catch that fade, you stay net talking

Go ahead, pass me that blunt, cause you know I'm on the hunt
Crazy-headed ass runt is a loca land, huh
Th-th-think you cute, bitch, looking like Slender Man
Real tall and bony, yeah, yeah, acting like a fan

B-b-bitch didn't shut-up until I give her a free nose job
Bitch, with your short ass hair, yeah, it's giving bob-bob
Hoes worry about their man, yeah, I'm worried bouta ban
$ who, bitch

You a fan, you a fan, yeah, and shout-out to Vivi, who never left my side
Always knew when to slide, even if these bitches shy, huh
And yeah, f*ck that boy, tryna get with my friends
Didn't realize he did, but I put it to end

I said I put it to end
Yo, yo, and all these barking bitches are a bunch of lil' hoes
Like ur man tryna get with me, he be like, yo, yo
Her momma tryna parent me, looks like they both obsessed wit me

Bitches want me in therapy
Say what
All these fake accounts, but you still ain't pressing me
Still talking shit, so why the hell you sitting next to me

Say that you a real one, pause, apparently
Say that you a real one, pause, apparently
Go ahead and steal some, bitch, you're on that ecstasy
Yeah, and f*ck the feds, y'all some real dickheads

And yeah, my name is Sed
Heard that crusty lil' bitch still wanted me dead, dead
Huh, huh
Who's money

My money, yeah
Who's money
$ money, yeah
Who's money

My money, yeah
$ money
$ money
My money, yeah

Who's money
My money, yeah
Who's money
$ money, yeah

Who's money
My money, yeah
$ money
$ money

She over here sounding tipsy, cause she stay calling me gypsy with them crooked-ass teeth
Bitch, you need to be teached, always stay watching my page, always have something to say
Come outside and catch that fade, you stay net talking

Go ahead, pass me that blunt, cause you know I'm on the hunt
Crazy-headed ass runt is a loca land, huh
Th-th-think you cute, bitch, looking like Slender Man
Real tall and bony, yeah, yeah, acting like a fan

B-b-bitch didn't shut-up until I give her a free nose job
Bitch, with your short ass hair, yeah, it's giving bob-bob
Hoes worry about their man, yeah, I'm worried bouta ban
$ who, bitch

You a fan, you a fan, yeah, and shout-out to Vivi, who never left my side
Always knew when to slide, even if these bitches shy, huh
And yeah, f*ck that boy, tryna get with my friends
Didn't realize he did, but I put it to end

I said I put it to end
Yo, yo, and all these barking bitches are a bunch of lil' hoes
Like ur man tryna get with me, he be like, yo, yo
Her momma tryna parent me, looks like they both obsessed wit me

Bitches want me in therapy
Say what
All these fake accounts, but you still ain't pressing me
Still talking shit, so why the hell you sitting next to me

Say that you a real one, pause, apparently
Say that you a real one, pause, apparently
Go ahead and steal some, bitch, you're on that ecstasy
Yeah, and f*ck the feds, y'all some real dickheads

And yeah, my name is Sed
Heard that crusty lil' bitch still wanted me dead, dead
Huh, huh
Who's money

My money, yeah
Who's money
$ money, yeah
Who's money

My money, yeah
$ money
$ money
My money, yeah

Who's money
My money, yeah
Who's money
$ money, yeah

Who's money
My money, yeah
$ money
$ money
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Writer: Sedona Harris
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