Big Spender – Bryson Tiller


(So I get up out of my city to stretch my bag)

Where you from?

(And now I look to my left and I see a girl, she’s like lookin’ at me)

Huh

(And she look familiar)

I should come ’round there

I should come ’round there (Come ’round there)

You know I’m gon’ talk my shit

She love when I talk like this (Like this)

I met this bad lil’ bitch (She bad)

She got a nigga braggin’ and shit (My bad)

She got a lil’ Patek (God damn)

She must be havin’ this shit (Big money)

She know I’m really havin’ this shit (Big money)

She know I’ll go half on this shit (Go half)

And she don’t need a man (Nah, nah)

Niggas be lackin’ and shit (That’s facts)

We cut it like magnets (Quick, quick)

Real quick then we vanish (Quick, quick, quick)

I know niggas gon’ panic (Where she at?)

I’ma tip her, automatic (Gettin’ ratchet)

I’ma get her out of track, keep bendin’ that back

I’m spendin’ my racks, I don’t know how to act, nah

Juvenile baby, what you doin’ out late?

In the club, girl, you know what I’m finna do with my cake

Brodie said, “Don’t be savin’ that bitch”

But you know I brought my cape in this bitch

You’re the reason why I came in this bitch

Four, five, six, seven, eight in this bitch

Hopin’ lil’ mama don’t stay in this bitch

Scrappin’ up money, don’t play in this bitch

Made enough money now wait, wait

You done made enough money for a great escape

I done made enough money, finna break the bank (Uh-huh)

Goin’ broke? Never, finna make it plant

Stay stack it up high like fuck what they think

They muggin’, they hatin’, you somethin’ they ain’t

Somethin’ they can’t replicate

Somehow no pressure make

Shawty got a whole new job

They lookin’ at her like wonderin’ why

Now she walked in on the high

She brought a lil’ friend to the vibe

She know I’m gon’ spend on her

Told her friend she can have that fire

Told her friend she can have that ten

I’ma have ’em here again and again

I’m like, “Oh, well, a win is a win”

I better see you when I walk back in

I’m dark, D’USSÉ, Jack, Henn’

Throw a lil’ money in the sky

Shawty got ass, got thighs

But I’m lookin’ her dead in her eyes

I’m lookin’ her dead in her face like, “Let’s get married, you know it can’t wait”

And like Steph Curry, you know I’m gon’ make it

Give me my shot, you know I’m gon’ take it

Give you that rock

Juvenile baby, what you doin’ out late?

In the club, girl, you know what I’m finna do with my cake

Brodie said, “Don’t be savin’ that bitch”

But you know I brought my cape in this bitch

You’re the reason why I came in this bitch

Four, five, six, seven, eight in this bitch

Hopin’ lil’ mama don’t stay in this bitch

Scrappin’ up money, don’t play in this bitch

Nah, like Lola said, “Don’t play with it”

Throw them dollars up high (Yeah)

Love like [?], she the type you ain’t even gotta dance for a nigga, I just throw the shit

She got me all focused and shit, man

Hoes I’m unfocused on, I don’t know sayin’ you fine as hell if I’m gonna blow on ones

I told her I got a good reason

Lot of rich niggas in this bitch too, man

She ain’t new to this shit

That’s why I asked her

Where you from? I’ma come ’round there (Come ’round there)

I should come ’round there (Come ’round there)

Hol’ up, wait

Celebrating Independence and Luxury

In “Big Spender,” Bryson Tiller takes listeners on a night out where opulence and confidence drive the narrative. The lyrics paint a vivid picture of club life, where Tiller is drawn to an intriguing woman who stands out not just for her looks, but for her self-assured presence and financial independence. This dynamic creates a mutual admiration, with Tiller openly flexing his own success and willingness to share it, while respecting the woman’s autonomy and ambition.

Unfiltered Energy and Catchy Wordplay

The song’s tone is playful and direct, with Tiller’s signature blend of melodic hooks and clever wordplay. He moves seamlessly between showing off, making romantic advances, and celebrating the carefree, high-rolling lifestyle. There are underlying themes of empowerment, as both Tiller and the woman refuse to settle or play by anyone else’s rules—making the track both an anthem for self-worth and a soundtrack for lavish nights out.

Song Credits

Artist: Bryson Tiller
Release Year: 2024


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