Llbigsneaky (Outro)

Me and my bruva, we back on that shit again

(Real live stepping on niggas, no cap
Shit don't stop people do
Nah for real)

I'm boutta, hol
I'm boutta get my shit off
I'm clutching a stick, I'm walking my dog
You think that you got one, I got em all
I'm on your block nigga like Jamal
I hit a Korean family, O Dawg
That G30S will blow a nigga nose off
Niggas get hit for tryna show off

I'm punching a opp, I ain't punching the clock
He wanted green, I'm serving that reroc
I took off the switch now the G-lock gone beatbox
Its a sniper setup sending shots from the treetops
They hit my bruva, I ain't been to sleep since
Long Live Dev, yea we boutta sneak shit
I'm too real, Ion pretend
Fuck bout a gram lil nigga, I'm bringing them P's in
Slide with a screwdriver, I'mma tighten em up
Its a glock with a flashlight, I'm lighting em up
Shawty on dick and she biting me up
She like when I'm freaky, my thumb in her butt
If I said that its up, nigga then its up
They gone try take it down, nigga but its stuck
I got more green then Milwakee, I'm counting my bucks
Shoot at his feet and I bet he get crunk
Your man be talking to feds
JayRed, he basically dead
Hey batter batter, Hey batter batter, Swing
Yea I'm boutta take out his legs
I'm serving the birdies, they geeking for bread
You taking from me then them boys on your head
I'm trapping in school like Ned
I ain't gone hold you, Ion give a fuck what he said
Spinback, I sent a gram off and I got a zip back
Shawty, you miss, we gone hit that
Sorry not sorry you can't get your bitch back
Fucking with us is like stepping on thumbtacks
Its a hole in your man, its a hole in my sock
These niggas dumber than dumb if they think that I walk out the house
Without keeping one up
Stop playing lil nigga, you know it's one up
We gone, Slide
Two sticks in my hand, start a fire
Put them shots in the air like the fourth of July
That boy told the truth when he knew he could lie
My bruva the plug, we smoking that cherry Gelato
Yea we got that rock like Levato
We stopping his car like a pothole
We scratching him off, I'm winning the muhfucking lotto
He said he outside he got caught in the rain
They call me the doc, its a scope on his brain
I'm stepping on necks nigga, Major Payne
Don't hate the player nigga hate the game
I'm sending prayers for whoever we catch at the red light
Niggas ain't getting they bread right
Brodie was locked up for ten nights
Feds on dick cause brodie ran in with like ten pipes
My choppa got bite like a dog
I'm bout to re-up

I'm boutta get my shit off
I'm clutching a stick, I'm walking my dog
You think that you got one, I got em all
I'm on your block nigga like Jamal
I hit a Korean family, O Dawg
That G30S will blow a nigga nose off
Niggas get hit tryna show off

Nah for real
CountUpKid tryn count up some racks nigga



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Writer(s): Lul Ri
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