Yeah, we could be superstars
We been rather wreckin´ cars
What is at stake for us?
Kickin´ off power mirrors (Yeah, Latto)
Yeah, we could be superstars (The Biggest)

But I´m pretty sure our time is up (Ayy)
And so we fell off the spinning tops (Ayy)
Don´t know, maybe for trials (Ayy)
But way more error (Ayy, ayy, yeah)

Never too famous to hop on these beats and remind ´em Big Latto as big as it gets (Yeah)
Still tryna hear from a nigga I love that switched
But fuck it, I´m burnin´ that bridge (Fuck it)
How could you leave me? You know I needed you, daddy
They askin´, "What happened?" but they can´t imagine
I´m lowkey grateful, you made me a savage (Phew)
The Biggest, the Baddest, I ain´t even cappin´
I´m built like a stallion, the symbol of Sag´s (Ah)

I should be DJ´ing, I´m quick to drop me a bitch in the mix, givin´ beats and scratches (Brrtt, brrtt)
Got in my Pop bag just for the hell of it
Now I´m Top 40 but y´all was just laughin´ (Yeah)
Most of these bitches be dry hatin´, holdin´ they nuts on me
´Cause they know I´m on they asses (Ayy)
Latto got next, fuck that, I got now (Ayy)
I came way too far to throw in the towel (Bitch)
I let bitches think the beef died down ´til I catch ´em off guard, make my rounds
I got no fear in my heart, fear no person, no place or no thing, like a motherfuckin´ noun (Yeah)
I told my nigga, "The Birkins and cars is cool but loyalty got no ammount" (On God)
Don´t need ghostwriters or a co-signer (Nah)
Cold world so my coat designer (Brrr)

He could tell I grew up on Eve, on and off the dick, I´m a Ruff Ryder (Uh)
Couple bitches showed me they cards, so I cut ´em off and I declined ´em (Ayy)
I got doors to open and rooms to go, had to fall back like a recliner (On God)
That probably went over their heads (Their heads)
I´m probably somewhere on a jet (On a jet)
They probably don´t wanna fuck with me ´cause they know Big Latto a threat (On God)
I´m always on point, ain´t talkin´ index (Finger)
Keith, I make these bitches sweat (Singer)
Nah, you don´t gotta ask where I´m at, I´m always on these bitches necks (On God)

Damn, lil´ bitch, you trippin´, we could´ve been superstars
Remember sharin´ clothes and cars

Now you know it´s up for you
You switched like a hatin´ ass bitch
Damn, lil´ nigga, you trippin´, we ´posed to been superstars
That money be the root of all
Now it ain´t safe for you
You switched like the rest of ´em do