Bfh

I just wanna skirt skirt in a wraith
It don't make no cents if it don't lead to faces
Show my homie more to life then catching cases
Knock it out the park I'm bout to run the bases

Life a teach you homie get your weight up
When you talk to me pick your face up
I heard a couple people say they made us
Started from the bottom now we way up

Word to black nerd word to squalle
My brothers hold me down the extra long way
Strib getting married he need that black thang
Gotham City where we from call me Batman

God is above me he the only one I trust
I'm at it on a daily trying to get out the dust
When I hit the ground I'm a 100 miles and running
Cause my daily motivation is them big face hunninds

Big Face Hunninds Big Face Hunninds Yeah
Big Face Hunninds Big Face Hunninds Yeah
Big Face Hunninds Big Face Hunninds Yeah
Big Face Hunninds Big Face Hunninds Yeah

My ambition as a rider Ja Morant of the 6
Iron Mike with the hits Clifford Harris with the drip

I'm Kawhi we the clips I'm Shannon you skip
I'm Mike and Pip LG on a new tip

Heat Check like Klay tell me who needs to dribble
Right Wing Left Wing or Straight downtime middle

All G speak is facts while they flow off the riddles
I'm a big dawg baby and the mic is the kibble

I'm feeling like ace in the laundry mat
When you cross that line ain't no coming back

I'm training like adonis on the punching bag
Stick stick stick jab jab jab

God is above me he the only one I trust
I'm at it on a daily trying to get out the dust
When I hit the ground I'm a 100 miles and running
Cause my daily motivation is them big face hunninds

Big Face Hunninds Big Face Hunninds Yeah
Big Face Hunninds Big Face Hunninds Yeah
Big Face Hunninds Big Face Hunninds Yeah
Big Face Hunninds Big Face Hunninds Yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Larry Gresham
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