Lyrics:

I got big things poppin', and little things stoppin'
You can go up in my crib and go mall shoppin'
My closet like Louie, my wife's shit like Fendy
C'mon everybody get money if you wit' it
I said big things poppin', and little shit stoppin'
You look in my garage, you can go car shoppin'
That Bentley's droppin', them Phantom blades choppin'
I pull up on them bitches, all they gotta do is hop in
Aye, I got the city poppin', I'm tellin' pretty hop in
They shot me in the leg, I came back Diddy Boppin'
That hater talkin' low, I can't hear the shit he poppin'
I missed him when he came, I was 550 shoppin'
Mercedes call me up, 'When that 550 droppin'?'
And Gucci call me up, 'I'll be 550 droppin''
But that's just on my sneakers, I call 'em the Leakers
They ain't droppin' yet, nigga come back in a week or
Whenever they droppin', you can do your coppin'
But I'm in a rush, waitin' ain't even an option
Loso got now, I don't care who got next
Fouled out the game, niggas must've got techs
I got big things poppin', and little things stoppin'
You can go up in my crib and go mall shoppin'
My closet like Louie, my wife's shit like Fendy
C'mon everybody get money if you wit' it
I said big things poppin', and little shit stoppin'
You look in my garage, you can go car shoppin'
That Bentley's droppin', them Phantom blades choppin'
I pull up on them bitches, all they gotta do is hop in
I got big things poppin', and little things stoppin'
I landed in the hood in my motherfuckin' choppin'
I got up off that elevator, fiends started coppin'
Chicks said, 'Swizzy Swizzy, when your album droppin'?'
Woah, woah, woah, woah, she got no money in the bank
Just give me little brains, I don't care what you think
Them haters takin' shots, but them haters shootin' blanks
The million dollar baby, y'all should call me Swizzy Swank
Is it a bird? It's a plane, it's a Superamerica
See me in Miami in my Superamerica
The carbon fiber, and them damn pipes go
Brrum, brrum, brrum, brrum, know what I mean?
I got big things poppin', and little things stoppin'
You can go up in my crib and go mall shoppin'
My closet like Louie, my wife's shit like Fendy
C'mon everybody get money if you wit' it
I said big things poppin', and little shit stoppin'
You look in my garage, you can go car shoppin'
That Bentley's droppin', them Phantom blades choppin'
I pull up on them bitches, all they gotta do is hop in
I got big things poppin', and little things stoppin'
You walk inside my closet, you can go gun shoppin'
Them handguns cockin', machine guns choppin'
And I can get it poppin', make them bodies start droppin'
Everybody's shit is floppin', I'm about to get it poppin'
They mad my shit is droppin', cause they know my shit is knockin'
It's Cass', the kid Fab, he be 550 shoppin'
Superamericas is what the boy Swizzy coppin'
I beat a murder, left the courtroom Diddy Boppin'
Came home and copped the same watch the boy Diddy rockin'
And it shine so bright when I leave it in the light
Cause it's ice like I leave it in the freezer every night
I got big things poppin', and little things stoppin'
You can go up in my crib and go mall shoppin'
My closet like Louie, my wife's shit like Fendy
C'mon everybody get money if you wit' it
I said big things poppin', and little shit stoppin'
You look in my garage, you can go car shoppin'
That Bentley's droppin', them Phantom blades choppin'
I pull up on them bitches, all they gotta do is hop in