Bigger
He got the cash, we catching his ass
200 the dash, I'm filling em up
I got that 30 when I'm out in traffic, it ain't no lacking I keep it tucked
And we having green lights on them Glocks but none of my niggas ain't going for nun
You know that he rock with his team, they right or they wrong ain't going for nun
We don't give a fuck bout them niggas, we catching em down get smoked like a blunt
I'm really running with mobsters, they having choppers, we get it done
These niggas bitches, they bleed every month
I got a 30 why the fuck would he run
These niggas snitching, where the fuck they come from
But I beat the case, just pass me some runtz
I do the dash in the rt, the hemi
I'm smoking loud and they knowing they hear me
I made a 50 locked up in November
I just been hustling since I was this little
I don't give a fuck what a nigga talkin' bout
If I say the word then my youngin gone get em
I'm ready to put his ass in the sky
He play with this shit so you know they gone miss em
Went and got the money, didn't inherited this shit
Fucked up too, I was down on my dick
How I'm gone lose I ain't never had shit
12 was on my ass, I was switching up the gear
Free bear glizzy, I'ma say it til he here
Talking to my demons, I don't got no fear
Nigga talking crazy get em zipped right here
In the booth or in the trap, I gotta get me a mill
Now what you doing
We hop out with stick in a rental
Get out the way, got 200 my dash I don't see em
We don't wait, these bullets impatient we send em
I'm getting paid, on the low I'm really a lil bigger
He got the cash, we catching his ass
200 the dash, I'm filling em up
I got that 30 when I'm out in traffic, it ain't no lacking I keep it tucked
And we having green lights on them glocks but none of my niggas ain't going for nun
You know that he rock with his team, they right or they wrong ain't going for nun
We don't give a fuck bout them niggas, we catching em down get smoked like a blunt
I'm really running with mobsters, they having choppers, we get it done
These niggas bitches, they bleed every month
I got a 30 why the fuck would he run
These niggas snitching, where the fuck they come from
But I beat the case, just pass me s some runtz
Now what you doing
We hop out with stick in a rental
Get out the way, got 200 my dash I don't see em
We don't wait, these bullets impatient we send em
I'm getting paid, on the low I'm really a lil bigger
200 the dash, I'm filling em up
I got that 30 when I'm out in traffic, it ain't no lacking I keep it tucked
And we having green lights on them Glocks but none of my niggas ain't going for nun
You know that he rock with his team, they right or they wrong ain't going for nun
We don't give a fuck bout them niggas, we catching em down get smoked like a blunt
I'm really running with mobsters, they having choppers, we get it done
These niggas bitches, they bleed every month
I got a 30 why the fuck would he run
These niggas snitching, where the fuck they come from
But I beat the case, just pass me some runtz
I do the dash in the rt, the hemi
I'm smoking loud and they knowing they hear me
I made a 50 locked up in November
I just been hustling since I was this little
I don't give a fuck what a nigga talkin' bout
If I say the word then my youngin gone get em
I'm ready to put his ass in the sky
He play with this shit so you know they gone miss em
Went and got the money, didn't inherited this shit
Fucked up too, I was down on my dick
How I'm gone lose I ain't never had shit
12 was on my ass, I was switching up the gear
Free bear glizzy, I'ma say it til he here
Talking to my demons, I don't got no fear
Nigga talking crazy get em zipped right here
In the booth or in the trap, I gotta get me a mill
Now what you doing
We hop out with stick in a rental
Get out the way, got 200 my dash I don't see em
We don't wait, these bullets impatient we send em
I'm getting paid, on the low I'm really a lil bigger
He got the cash, we catching his ass
200 the dash, I'm filling em up
I got that 30 when I'm out in traffic, it ain't no lacking I keep it tucked
And we having green lights on them glocks but none of my niggas ain't going for nun
You know that he rock with his team, they right or they wrong ain't going for nun
We don't give a fuck bout them niggas, we catching em down get smoked like a blunt
I'm really running with mobsters, they having choppers, we get it done
These niggas bitches, they bleed every month
I got a 30 why the fuck would he run
These niggas snitching, where the fuck they come from
But I beat the case, just pass me s some runtz
Now what you doing
We hop out with stick in a rental
Get out the way, got 200 my dash I don't see em
We don't wait, these bullets impatient we send em
I'm getting paid, on the low I'm really a lil bigger
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Writer(s): Deion Ross
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