Hook - Big K.R.I.T.
Now I was doing it big, all on my own
Gripping wood grain and riding on chrome

Sprinkling game everywhere that I go
Cause all these ^^&$#* girls want to $#&@
Now I was old school riding, slamming my doors

Reclining, shining like a pimp s'posed
Life ain't nothing but an EQ of highs and lows
(And it's so) An EQ of highs and lows


Verse 1 - Big K.R.I.T.
Now I got love in your amount

What's in your account?
Young Krizzle the newest out the south
So it's going down

I think you a hater if you can't see that I'm playa
With this evil major leaguer and these fuschia alligators
Shawty got me $#&@ed up

I'm never slipping, never tricking
For no treats that ain't for free up on these streets if it ain't Halloween
And why these boppers on my dick

I swear they trying to $#&@ my whip
Bobbing cause my paint was candy sour apple green
I pull the baddest broads up out they drawers and barely wave

If you ain't winning in this game, then you've barely played
If you ain't buying what you want, then you barely paid
Didn't see me hiding, you can barely hate


Hook - Big K.R.I.T.


Verse 2 - Big K.R.I.T.
I got everything you want, everything you need
Damn right, I'm the coldest ^!$$% out, you liable to freeze

Never ever bring your girl around, she liable to leave
She ain't never been around a pimp, she was dying to see
I'm mouthpiece at his prime

The flyest of the freshest that was freshest of the fly
I'm majoring in pimping, I'm just rapping on the side
For the Benz with the trim and the teriyaki tires

And a plane that don't take off if I don't ride
Oh so live, like Pay-Per-View
Let me show you what paper do

Make her pop it and drop it, slide back and forth like a fader do
My wheels are incredible, swear my vessel was hater-proof
Only me, myself and I is who I cater to


Hook - Big K.R.I.T.


Bridge - Big K.R.I.T.
I'd rather be with you-oo, yeah
Said I'd rather be with you

I'd rather be with you-oo, yeah
Said I'd rather be with you, ooh


Outro - Big K.R.I.T.
Well I was doing it big, all on my own
Gripping wood grain and riding on chrome

Sprinkling game everywhere that I go
Now I was old school riding, slamming my doors
Reclining, shining like a pimp s'posed

Life ain't nothing but an EQ of highs and lows
A EQ of highs and lows