Welcome to the Island

Intro:

Verse 1:
'Bout to throw a fit
I'm on some Sad Boy shit (Ayy)
This is my escape from [?] damn job when I job when I quit, ay
None of you wanna come move me
When I got bitches who are waiting to sue me
Cuz [?] is a movie
And if you ain't happy then you can just sue me
Welcome to paradise
Here is your key
Don't worry 'bout payin' me
[?] it's free
You can relax
In a jumbo jacuzzi
You're findin' some mango
Inside of yo' smoothie

Verse 2:
I got sculptures made of ice with my name up off it
Never worry 'bout no bills, take yo' worries and shove it
There's a pool inside of my house, man, you gotta love it
Say goodbye to your work and wipe that scuff all off your shirt

Hook 1:
Big Baller B, Big Baller B, Big Baller B, Big Baller B
Big, big, big, big, big, big, big, big, big, Big Baller B
Big Baller B, Big Baller B, Big Baller B, Big Baller B
Big, big, big, big, big, big, big, big, big, Big Baller B

Verse 3:
I'm not sure who invited you, dawg
Allow me to enlight you, dawg
If my house glowin' like a disco ball
Then we might have to turn up security, dawg
House lookin' like a seizure
Order up 50 pizzas
I shut down Little Caesar's
I shut down my visas, ay

Hook 2:
When I drop my single, I'm an elephant
Plus I take your girl, leave you single and irrelevant
When I drop my single, I'm an elephant
Plus I take your girl, leave you single and irrelevant

Verse 4:
[?] go vegan
The way that I'm keeping my pockets so hotly
I run from the popo so fast they look after
[?], can someone please stop me?
Pull out a magazine, [?]
Police be passin' me by
The way that I'm dodging the popo, I got'em in tands
No wonder they bein' so fly, ay
Pull out my credit card, it's made of diamonds
Two or three bitches, they came in from Thailand
Look at the [?], the popo be filin'
[?]
My pockets [?], like my name [?]
I call the president, he say [?]
A black man, he gave me the medal of honor
But look at your pockets, say you are a goner
Bitch better take a look, [?]
Big Baller B in the build [?]
Poof! Bet you didn't see that one comin'
Probably should've thought that when you were out gunning
See me in the streets then you should probly start runnin'
Came from dirt, bitch, yeah, started out with nothin'
You know it's nothing when I put your back in the dirt
You prolly should've listened when I said that I was hurt

Break:
(When I said that I was hurt, when I said that I was hurt)
(When I said that I was hurt, when I said that I was hurt)
(When I said that I was hurt, when I said that I was hurt)
(When I said that I was hurt, when I said that I was hurt...)

Verse 5:
I heard your mixtape, it needs to be fixed
Pulling up to the studio, bring out the chicks
I'm a G like I'm Coolio, [?]
I keep changing them numbers like it's a remix
Roll down the windows, to much smoke is on us
And we gonna go find your home, Pocahontas
I take your girl [?]
So menopausal [?]
Big Baller B, I'm allergic to cubicles
I take your girl like it's High School: The Musical
I steal your car, man, the engine is beat up
If you want beef, you can get it all, beautiful