Big Body (feat. Capri Von & GB Whan)

I'm Big Body
They know that Ima be on
That's why they mad about it
Thought about my past
Then I snap back
like I'm Peabody
Nigga keep on talking
Bout that smoke
We gone see bout it
Me and team hit the scene
You know we crowded
Pull up
With a team full of shooters
All Jae Crowders
Reach
For these VVV's
You get turned to powder
All my bros, got my B's
I won't ever doubt em
Smoking on that good pack
Got my face turning sour.
Okay shawty gone
Aye okay
Shawty she gone get the D
That's for hours
Ima hit that bitch
Like the dick
Got some super powers

I'm Big Body
One day
My name gone hold weight
Don't forget bout it
If I take ya little jawn
Don't be a bitch bout it
You'll get rib shotted
Can't switch up the code
You gotta stick by it
I broke her down like minerals
But I ain't good at science
I would worry about a deal
But I ain't good at signing
Me and bro skeet to the bills
Swear I feel like sonic
Oh, she coming plus one
Tell her friend to chime in

Yeah
That shit perfect timing
And she dumb as fuck
If she think I'm gone wife it
I'm middle eastern baby
Bitch I been the goat
Yo shawty wanna fuck
Like a merry-go
I spent the hoe

I'm Big Body
They know we gone be on
That's why they mad bout it
In our own lane
Cause we fast routed
Cash deposit
Nigga try me and then dropped
Like new foamposites
They like
D. damn where you been?
I say Song Dropping

Always on green
I'm on go
Bitch I been popping
Aye
Bitch, I'm smoking strong
Shawty on me
I know she look like Nia Long
She keep asking
Where I'm at?
I tell her
Working hard going hard
These niggas act like dogs
But won't put a foot up in this yard

Aye!
I'm Big Body
Slide around with sticks
Never played hockey
Bitch I'm pimping (Pippen)
In the D
Mama should've named me Scotty
Yeahhh
NoThis not my bitch
This my side pieces' side piece
And the hoes call me Lucky
Talk to me nicely
Get out
I'm on the phone
I need a little privacy
This little freak on FaceTime
Showing me her private
Hold on, wait a minute
This the plug calling.
Aye
Bitch I'm back to it
I had her throwing it back
I told her, to put her back into it
I'm like
Yeahh mhhm
Just like that
Aye
Niggas turned they back on me
But it's cool tho
I never took it personal
I just moved on
Niggas could've been on
But niggas move wrong
Yo baby mama like Stella
Getting her groove on
I got one in the head
So take it easy on me
Cracked her the first night
Now she feening for me
She got a dumb ass
Come here
Let me teach you something
Aye



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Writer(s): Mac Griffin
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