My Size
Don't even think about crossin' me, I bet a nigga get baptized
Swear these lil' niggas they soft to me, told bro throw the oop, I'ma high flyer
Uh, I'ma get rich, I'ma die tryin
And my foot on they neck, bitch, it's my time
I'm a brick boy, he not from my side
One shot, turn a big nigga my size
Now he in the bag like some hot fries
I'm in the field, nigga roll tide
I be with the niggas that tote irons
Nigga wan play then it's showtime
Run it up, turn this shit to a gold mine
Bad bitch give me brain, call her Einstein
Said he tryna get a lick, told him hold slime
With the nina, that bitch she a whole dime
Get money, ain't tryna be tough guys
We catchin' plays like the Buckeyes
Still feelin' dark when the sun rise Ggot a bad lil' bitch and she fun size
Told her, eat up the dick like it's lunchtime
Still gotta watch out for one time
Deebo Samuel, the nigga only got one nine
That Young nigga with me, I swear he got upside
Bitch, I'm from seat the up top side
Niggas died cause they got too much pride
I gotta keep my chain like ghost rider
My nina Dej Loaf, so don't try her
They say that I'm spittin' that fire Get up close, comin' down to the wire
I fuck with the bitch, she a rider We be changin' positions, Terrelle Pryor
I'm gassed up, bitch, it's a pit stop Tryna hang with the gang, tell him, kick rocks
Bad bitch, she suck the dick, she got sick top
When we come around, we make shit stop
Bitch, it's an eye for an eye, now I think that I'm big flock
Up top by the bricks, it's a roadblock
Nina did work on his face, it's a nose job
He got just lo dropped, shit by a hoe probably
Don't even think about crossin' me, I bet a nigga get baptized
Swear these lil' niggas they soft to me, told bro throw the oop, I'ma high flyer
Uh, I'ma get rich, I'ma die tryin
And my foot on they neck, bitch, it's my time
I'm a brick boy, he not from my side
One shot, turn a big nigga my size
Now he in the bag like some hot fries
I'm in the field, nigga roll tide
I be with the niggas that tote irons
Nigga wan play then it's showtime
Run it up, turn this shit to a gold mine
Bad bitch give me brain, call her Einstein
Said he tryna get a lick, told him hold slime
With the nina, that bitch she a whole dime
Swear these lil' niggas they soft to me, told bro throw the oop, I'ma high flyer
Uh, I'ma get rich, I'ma die tryin
And my foot on they neck, bitch, it's my time
I'm a brick boy, he not from my side
One shot, turn a big nigga my size
Now he in the bag like some hot fries
I'm in the field, nigga roll tide
I be with the niggas that tote irons
Nigga wan play then it's showtime
Run it up, turn this shit to a gold mine
Bad bitch give me brain, call her Einstein
Said he tryna get a lick, told him hold slime
With the nina, that bitch she a whole dime
Get money, ain't tryna be tough guys
We catchin' plays like the Buckeyes
Still feelin' dark when the sun rise Ggot a bad lil' bitch and she fun size
Told her, eat up the dick like it's lunchtime
Still gotta watch out for one time
Deebo Samuel, the nigga only got one nine
That Young nigga with me, I swear he got upside
Bitch, I'm from seat the up top side
Niggas died cause they got too much pride
I gotta keep my chain like ghost rider
My nina Dej Loaf, so don't try her
They say that I'm spittin' that fire Get up close, comin' down to the wire
I fuck with the bitch, she a rider We be changin' positions, Terrelle Pryor
I'm gassed up, bitch, it's a pit stop Tryna hang with the gang, tell him, kick rocks
Bad bitch, she suck the dick, she got sick top
When we come around, we make shit stop
Bitch, it's an eye for an eye, now I think that I'm big flock
Up top by the bricks, it's a roadblock
Nina did work on his face, it's a nose job
He got just lo dropped, shit by a hoe probably
Don't even think about crossin' me, I bet a nigga get baptized
Swear these lil' niggas they soft to me, told bro throw the oop, I'ma high flyer
Uh, I'ma get rich, I'ma die tryin
And my foot on they neck, bitch, it's my time
I'm a brick boy, he not from my side
One shot, turn a big nigga my size
Now he in the bag like some hot fries
I'm in the field, nigga roll tide
I be with the niggas that tote irons
Nigga wan play then it's showtime
Run it up, turn this shit to a gold mine
Bad bitch give me brain, call her Einstein
Said he tryna get a lick, told him hold slime
With the nina, that bitch she a whole dime
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Writer(s): Cee Mula
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