Big Racks
Aye
Aye
Hold up
Aye
Hay
Go
Niggas see what the fuck it is man
I'm with Mula, fuck you talking bout
Hay
Go
Go
Ice on froze like chill
Aye
Bad little bitch trying to chill
Aye
I'm trying touch some bands, big racks
I'm trying to get me a mill
Hay
I'm trying to catch me a kill
Hay
I'm on a roll like a wheel
Aye
I'm trying to cop me a brand new pint
No tussin bitch you know that it's real
Hold up
Yeah
You know that it's sealed up
New chop, Little bitch, Navy Sealed up
Aye
Got a man but you know that I still fucked
5AM little bitch and I'm still up
Aye
6:30 little bitch and I'm still lit
Caught a op, little bro hit the kill switch
Tried to run but the bullet it still hit
I'm with your bitch catching neck on some chill shit
Ready fucked your bitch, I might do it again
She got that wetty, I dive in and swim
That boy talking tough, I might take of his limb
Bullets hit above the neck, below the brim
Get no Biggie, need a Lil Kim
New bitch ass fat, but her waist slim
He can't ball like me, I'm above the rim
He can't shine like me, that little nigga dim
Huh
You know me, I'm not the one to fuck with
Huah
I know all these bitches ain't shit but she the one I'm stuck with
Huah
Yeah
They asking me to tell 'em names, but I ain't tell 'em nothing
Oh no
Yeah
These niggas just been playing games
They not talking money, so I'ma just go
They say birds of a feather flock together
That's the type of shit to get you plucked quick
Aye
Rock out on some punk shit
She eat it up nigga so disgusting
Aye
Spin the block and get to busting
Aye
I've been working, I've been hustling
Aye
Niggas phony, I can't trust them
Aye
Bitches too but I still fuck them
Aye
You was lurking in her phone, I was in her mouth just like a munchkin
Aye
You was sitting back at home, I was in the stu trying to punch in
Aye
If it's war then its up then
I'm with gang and they sneaking the pump in
Run up on me then its up then
Put a whole in him, get to dumping
Okay
Niggas been talking shit, I don't want to hear it
Forty gone clap, thought I was cheering
I know his bitch fuck with me, she be staring
Woah
Baby this Flañeur they like what are you wearing?
This bitch call me daddy like I'm her parent
If a nigga beef with us he disappearing
Hop in a big body Tesla it do its own staring
Way I'm doing the dash, I've been losing control
I'm burning bridges fuck a toll
Way I'm burning bridges, they say I'ma a troll
Cause I can't play those games, I'm getting to old
I was trying to show love but my heart to cold
I ain't never stopping, I been on go
Forty get to popping, you better get low
I aiming at heads, better stay on your toes
Ice on froze like chill
Aye
Bad little bitch trying to chill
Aye
I'm trying touch some bands, big racks
I'm trying to get me a mill
Hay
I'm trying to catch me a kill
Hay
I'm on a roll like a wheel
Aye
I'm trying to cop me a brand new pint
No tussin bitch you know that it's real
Hold up
Yeah
You know that it's sealed up
New chop, Little bitch, Navy Sealed up
Aye
Got a man but you know that I still fucked
5AM little bitch and I'm still up
Aye
6:30 little bitch and I'm still lit
Caught a op, little bro hit the kill switch
Tried to run but the bullet it still hit
I'm with your bitch catching neck on some chill shit
Aye
Hold up
Aye
Hay
Go
Niggas see what the fuck it is man
I'm with Mula, fuck you talking bout
Hay
Go
Go
Ice on froze like chill
Aye
Bad little bitch trying to chill
Aye
I'm trying touch some bands, big racks
I'm trying to get me a mill
Hay
I'm trying to catch me a kill
Hay
I'm on a roll like a wheel
Aye
I'm trying to cop me a brand new pint
No tussin bitch you know that it's real
Hold up
Yeah
You know that it's sealed up
New chop, Little bitch, Navy Sealed up
Aye
Got a man but you know that I still fucked
5AM little bitch and I'm still up
Aye
6:30 little bitch and I'm still lit
Caught a op, little bro hit the kill switch
Tried to run but the bullet it still hit
I'm with your bitch catching neck on some chill shit
Ready fucked your bitch, I might do it again
She got that wetty, I dive in and swim
That boy talking tough, I might take of his limb
Bullets hit above the neck, below the brim
Get no Biggie, need a Lil Kim
New bitch ass fat, but her waist slim
He can't ball like me, I'm above the rim
He can't shine like me, that little nigga dim
Huh
You know me, I'm not the one to fuck with
Huah
I know all these bitches ain't shit but she the one I'm stuck with
Huah
Yeah
They asking me to tell 'em names, but I ain't tell 'em nothing
Oh no
Yeah
These niggas just been playing games
They not talking money, so I'ma just go
They say birds of a feather flock together
That's the type of shit to get you plucked quick
Aye
Rock out on some punk shit
She eat it up nigga so disgusting
Aye
Spin the block and get to busting
Aye
I've been working, I've been hustling
Aye
Niggas phony, I can't trust them
Aye
Bitches too but I still fuck them
Aye
You was lurking in her phone, I was in her mouth just like a munchkin
Aye
You was sitting back at home, I was in the stu trying to punch in
Aye
If it's war then its up then
I'm with gang and they sneaking the pump in
Run up on me then its up then
Put a whole in him, get to dumping
Okay
Niggas been talking shit, I don't want to hear it
Forty gone clap, thought I was cheering
I know his bitch fuck with me, she be staring
Woah
Baby this Flañeur they like what are you wearing?
This bitch call me daddy like I'm her parent
If a nigga beef with us he disappearing
Hop in a big body Tesla it do its own staring
Way I'm doing the dash, I've been losing control
I'm burning bridges fuck a toll
Way I'm burning bridges, they say I'ma a troll
Cause I can't play those games, I'm getting to old
I was trying to show love but my heart to cold
I ain't never stopping, I been on go
Forty get to popping, you better get low
I aiming at heads, better stay on your toes
Ice on froze like chill
Aye
Bad little bitch trying to chill
Aye
I'm trying touch some bands, big racks
I'm trying to get me a mill
Hay
I'm trying to catch me a kill
Hay
I'm on a roll like a wheel
Aye
I'm trying to cop me a brand new pint
No tussin bitch you know that it's real
Hold up
Yeah
You know that it's sealed up
New chop, Little bitch, Navy Sealed up
Aye
Got a man but you know that I still fucked
5AM little bitch and I'm still up
Aye
6:30 little bitch and I'm still lit
Caught a op, little bro hit the kill switch
Tried to run but the bullet it still hit
I'm with your bitch catching neck on some chill shit
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Writer(s): Karsheam Simpkins Ii
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