Big 9

Ok what was I sayin
Had to stick to the plan
Blow through that grip like a fan
Breaking the strip off the bands
Might bust a flip then I land
Bus through yo land then I flip
Just bought a zip for a grand
Put a few grams in a spliff
Nobody tripped off the plan
Too busy planning a trip
She asked me to slip her a xan
Bitch I thought you was plannin to
Strip
She only thought she was playin
But she really playin with a pimp
I made my first 50 grand
Young nigga thought I was rich
Tell em to follow the drip
Bought a impala to flip
Don't get no hotter than this
I got the plot imma twist
I got a lot on my mind
I got a lot on my wrist
Killin em one at a time
Scratching em off my list

I'm comin dine from the city of
Syrup
I say I love you I give you my word
I'm finna kill em jus gimme the word
Fuck what you thought nigga fuck
What you heard
You gotta peep and you gotta observe
I gotta eat I gotta serve
Look like yo bitch then it prolly was
Her
I want the money that's wat I prefer
I'm comin dine from the city of syrup
I say I love you I give you my word
I'm finna kill em jus gimme the word
Fuck wat you thought nigga fuck
What you heard
You gotta peep and you gotta observe I gotta eat I gotta serve
Look like yo bitch then it prolly was
Her
I want the money that's wat I prefer
Yeah
Get in there
Get in there
Big 9 big 9 big 9 big 9
Get in there
Get in there
Big 9 big 9 big 9 big 9

Smelling like kush with a dior odor
Trap fulla junkies no smokers
Adderall keep a nigga focused
Deez lil niggas so bogus
Slab float by like magic
Haters tryna focus on the pokers
Might cut a bitch in half
Hit her with the hocus and the pocus
I jus had to show up unnoticed
Left the doors up on the lotus
Objects may appear closer
If it's unsaid leave it unspoken
Bust a nigga head leave it open
I already see where this going
Young zoda 9 been chosen
Rolling up but I'm still smoking
Yea yea
Manic depression
Passive aggression
Past and the present
Don't ask any questions
Just grab me a section
They get mad at correction
I had an obsession
With stacking my extras
They wanted to speed but
I wanted directions
She wanted a blessing
She calling me stressing
She mad at the methods
We had a connection
I told her put that shit in one of them
Texts yeah
Zoda 9 imma slow it dine fo my
Time up
Swing a lac like I swing a bat watch I
Wind up
Eat a bad bitch from the back while
She wind up
Put that pretty fat pussy cat across
My line up
Yeah

I'm comin dine from the city of
Syrup
I say I love you I give you my word
I'm finna kill em just gimme the Word
Fuck what you thought nigga fuck
What you heard
You gotta peep and you gotta observe
I gotta eat I gotta serve
Look like yo bitch then it prolly was
Her
I want the money that's what I prefer
I'm comin dine from the city of syrup
I say I love you I give you my word
I'm finna kill em just gimme the
Word
Fuck what you thought nigga fuck
What you heard
You gotta peep and you gotta observe I gotta eat I gotta serve
Look like yo bitch then it prolly was
Her
I want the money that's what I prefer

Big 9 big 9 big 9 big 9



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Writer(s): Lamonza Williams
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