Gquezo

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
The biggest
Unroll the rigid, can't maintain you broke bitch
My blood talking bricks, on the phone tell your rich and proffy

So frontline, devil has seen this shit
How I come and clutch, huh
Ran out of years, why I still try to scream it's a drought
I'm the one the smokers talk about

I'm the one the smokers brag about
Bought the blessed land, the rare reapers
You got that pack, kick the door down and accept that bitch
I'm on a whole different task bracket

Sleep at night, blood, sweat, and tears
On that score, what is my turn
Real chopper, nigga, and duplicate me
And when I'm your present, I'm the biggest

My name getting bigger, me, my pockets getting bigger
Lil' ass nigga
Lil' ass nigga, you a pussy nigga
I don't wanna smoke with you nigga

I don't even wanna share no liquor with you
They say Lil' T.D. in this bitch, ready to take a nigga down
Fuck that shit, nigga got work, I'm ready to run him for them pounds
They say it's a drought, we in and out

But fuck that shit, we need it now
A nigga playing around with this bitch, I put this fire right in his mouth
Trap from the east grade to the south, they know I get it in
Off in the booth, yo, with G-Queso and broke spinner bands

They make me mad about my bro and fuck it, spin again
Jump out this bitch with this big chop and put him in the wind
I smoke his friend, I roll his ass in woods
They know Lil' T.D. up to no good

Fuck that shit, I'll come through and bomb your whole fucking hood
Try to pop a lil' engine, that couldn't, no Lil' T.D. bitch
I'm good, I send the blicks through a nigga's shit
Roll a nigga homie all in the womb

How many times I gotta say it
Niggas, bitches, niggas, hoes, these niggas right, they gon' troll
I'm gon' fight with my heart cold
I stopped beefing with that boy when I found out snitches hoes

Niggas snitching on they bro, he wasn't sticking to the code
Niggas know I'm next to blow, I'm CEO of S&O
Play with my twin, we gon' get it in, we tryna up the scope
I don't beat on bitches, but I call up questions, smack a hoe

Me and twin don't spit before these niggas know and bitches know
I'm so trippin' and when I get buried, put it on my toes
Ween around, he talking loud, so we come through, put shit on hood
Catch a nigga out of bounds, me and Lil' C.Dawg pushing up

C.Dawg hawking niggas down while I come through and fuck shit up
I see good niggas, bubble guts, who say they won't work with us
Boy, I'll barge your ass to jail, cause we make life a nigga's tough
Twenty cents, just like a 10th fader, this quick to touch him up

We quit dicking his bitch guts and I see you wanna fuck with us