Yuh Yeah Yeah
All of my niggas they mo'fuckin' stupid they mo'fuckin' ruthless
When I pull up in that bitch you better just have the blueprint
Cause if you don't cuz gon' get you he gon' flip you and mo'fuckin' roll you
Just like a blunt bitch I ask Brody what he is he said
He a finesse
Killer
Villain
Dealer
Background killer
Huh
Hood finesse
We do em get cooked these sticks get to em
Your bitch wanna fuck she all on my dick yeah she grabbin' all on a nigga
Look what these percs do look what these percs do
Ya bitch wanna fuck off these drugs she havin' a family on these drugs
I told her don't waste my time just leave me alone I'm just in my zone
He on and the net he talkin' that shit but niggas just know I pull up to your home
I point out the gun at your fuckin' eye or at your dome
Yeah we pick em' out like a comb these niggas be talkin' like they unknown
Yeah these niggas don't know these niggas be short like dwarfs
Niggas be mo'fuckin' nombs I told them to search me up
Google chrome niggas be talkin'they known
These niggas be sayin' they know
Lil' nigga you not really know
These niggas they safe on my block
But nigga you don't stay on my block
Lil' nigga you stay in the south
Lil' nigga I stay in the north
I told that boy to open the door
If he don't I break down the door
But fuck it I'll shoot at the door
Bitch I change hoes like the weather
Bitch if it cold I need me a sweater
That nigga do pussy he light as a feather
Bitch I'm a rockstar yeah yeah
Fuck that bitch in the cop car yeah yeah
I told that bitch I'm a savage
Ho ho lil' bitch you average
I roll up the green like cabbage
Bitch I'm on planet Namek yeah
I got a whole damn Patek yeah
Told her to hold my jacket yeah
Told that bitch I'm damaged yeah
But she don't listen
Told that bitch suck my dick
In the kitchen yeah yeah
Fuck nigga talkin' on me
Told that nigga just drop a diss yeah yeah
I got a choppa
Nigga you know I'm never gon' miss yeah yeah
I tore that ass up
I tore that ass up
Put my face between them legs
I Eat it up just like a feast a beast yeah yeah
They call me Big Reese
Lil nigga I'm not quees
That nigga get hit it in his face
That nigga so fruity
Yo we busted at his grape
We bust his head top
She said she wan't red meat
Told that bitch yeah
I got a red cock but I lied
I got a purple pickle uh
Yeah I told that bitch huh
Shut up and suck on the dick
And that bitch start gigglin
I gotta coppa and it's fillin it
I'ma pull up and penatrate
Nigga's be talkin' that shit uh
Why y'all niggas be fiddlin' uh
Pillow talkin' to that bitch
You know I lied
Fuck the bitch in the sky yeah yeah
When I pull up in that bitch you better just have the blueprint
Cause if you don't cuz gon' get you he gon' flip you and mo'fuckin' roll you
Just like a blunt bitch I ask Brody what he is he said
He a finesse
Killer
Villain
Dealer
Background killer
Huh
Hood finesse
We do em get cooked these sticks get to em
Your bitch wanna fuck she all on my dick yeah she grabbin' all on a nigga
Look what these percs do look what these percs do
Ya bitch wanna fuck off these drugs she havin' a family on these drugs
I told her don't waste my time just leave me alone I'm just in my zone
He on and the net he talkin' that shit but niggas just know I pull up to your home
I point out the gun at your fuckin' eye or at your dome
Yeah we pick em' out like a comb these niggas be talkin' like they unknown
Yeah these niggas don't know these niggas be short like dwarfs
Niggas be mo'fuckin' nombs I told them to search me up
Google chrome niggas be talkin'they known
These niggas be sayin' they know
Lil' nigga you not really know
These niggas they safe on my block
But nigga you don't stay on my block
Lil' nigga you stay in the south
Lil' nigga I stay in the north
I told that boy to open the door
If he don't I break down the door
But fuck it I'll shoot at the door
Bitch I change hoes like the weather
Bitch if it cold I need me a sweater
That nigga do pussy he light as a feather
Bitch I'm a rockstar yeah yeah
Fuck that bitch in the cop car yeah yeah
I told that bitch I'm a savage
Ho ho lil' bitch you average
I roll up the green like cabbage
Bitch I'm on planet Namek yeah
I got a whole damn Patek yeah
Told her to hold my jacket yeah
Told that bitch I'm damaged yeah
But she don't listen
Told that bitch suck my dick
In the kitchen yeah yeah
Fuck nigga talkin' on me
Told that nigga just drop a diss yeah yeah
I got a choppa
Nigga you know I'm never gon' miss yeah yeah
I tore that ass up
I tore that ass up
Put my face between them legs
I Eat it up just like a feast a beast yeah yeah
They call me Big Reese
Lil nigga I'm not quees
That nigga get hit it in his face
That nigga so fruity
Yo we busted at his grape
We bust his head top
She said she wan't red meat
Told that bitch yeah
I got a red cock but I lied
I got a purple pickle uh
Yeah I told that bitch huh
Shut up and suck on the dick
And that bitch start gigglin
I gotta coppa and it's fillin it
I'ma pull up and penatrate
Nigga's be talkin' that shit uh
Why y'all niggas be fiddlin' uh
Pillow talkin' to that bitch
You know I lied
Fuck the bitch in the sky yeah yeah
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