BigBody

Okay
Yeahhhhh
Radoradorado
Bitch
Ay Blake where you at
Rado Rado Rado
Big body fucker like I needa lose some weight
Talk shit bitch you really gonna choose yo fate
Big eater on me
Let that bitch chew yo face
Look at my sprinter
Bitch shoulda knew I race
You can't even pick it up
How I just threw my bank
You couldn't even grew my dank
Shit so stank
Bro I can't even smell yo mids
Hit yo baby mom
What the hell you gon tell yo kids
Steal yo Kenmore then I go sell yo fridge
Bitch you couldn't even sell a brick

Yeah yeah
You smoking Boofensmurtz
Smoking Super Runtz
Bro you must be super hurt
Dumb money on a fit
This a stupid shirt
Bouta get foul
I gotta shoot it first
I'm balling bad bitch
And you hooping worse
Scam man run up on yo bitch
I'm swooping purse
Punch a bitch no cap
Cuz the truth it hurts

And I just wanna say
Shoutout Pancho
Fuck backwoods
I roll rice not fronto
I just wake up
And go and get the money pronto
I stack chips then dip
Like I'm eating fucking nachos

Bro stop you smoking kush mintz
Opp can't see me when I skrt
Yeah I push tint
I be blowing up
9/11 I been bush since
Say you gonna punch what
Where the fuck yo hook went

Yeahhh
You smoking GMO
If I punch three times bitch I'm 3 and 0
I hate to watch em leave
I love to see em go
Me and you cannot relate
You the best at being broke
Fail my drug test and smoke my piss
I'm out here peeing dope
Got you in my sights
And you never see me in scope

Yeahhh
You won't see me period
Say he smoking heat
Bro are you serious
Three point out of shape
Yeah I'm shooting pyramids
I'm fearing boof
So I swear to god
I'm fearing mids
He close his ears when I tell him
He ain't hearing this

Yeahh
Yeahh
He like
LaLaLa
I smoke
ZaZaZa
I smoke LaDeDah
Gun go rah rah rah
You talking blah blah blah
And that's on my mah
Like walah

Yeahh
I'm the magic man
I got Ks on Ks
I'm Mr.Stack a band
Stack a band
Yeah
And then I have to dance
I'm dressing on em
Someone pass the ranch

Fuck it pass the vinaigrette
Off white sweats with the Yeezys
Bitch I'm in a check
I'm off the wok and the yeesh
Bitch I'm finna wreck
AAU balling in Lansing
I'm a triple threat

Yeahhh
I do a triple double
Wok in my boba
Yeah bitch
I be sipping bubble
Shirt water
Make you wet your pants
Yeah my fit a puddle
See my gang coming we just hit a huddle
If he ain't get hit when we slide
Yeah that's a puzzle

Like I don't know how
Bitch saw me one time
And she said oh wow
Tryna ball
Shit, yeah boy
you be outta bounds
I shoot til I'm outta rounds
That's a lotta rounds
I smoke til I'm uhhh
Yeah that's a lotta pounds
Say you drip
Yeah bitch you just watered down
Jump out jump out
Bitch then I gotta bounce
Pump out pumped up
Bitch I just got a ounce
I can't tell how much money in my hand
Cuz the weight bro
I ain't even gotta count
G shit
Bitch