big Tommy

So, when a man like you goes against a man like him a man like me has to break it down for you so if you allow Me to elaborate, I'll make it easy

Big Tommy is he even big anymore he's godly
Pick up any pistol he'll send the clip on these
Stupid little kids he'll belittle them oh and in the words of his little bro
Your mom

He'll spit all the venom in ya
Hype everyone like adrenaline yuh
Gone through stuff like a veteran but
Don't you forget he's a little bit sus

Made this song by special request
Toms in college so he maybe in debt
Yet a Minecraft god among any insect
Cracked at cod and he's training rocket

League for his esports team in College
If he really wanted to see some profit
If he really tried he could beat the bosses
Leave them in the dust we could see some gossip

This little guy he's going on a killing
Beat so many it could be in billions
Threw some shade like he stood in the pavilion
Sounds like a lot but he's just been chilling

This little guy he don't pop no pills
That don't got no skill
He's got a lot more chill
Then the bands on Levi's arm for real
And the watch on Levi's other one still

Middle names Peter but the P is a capital
Even in summer we don't see a sabbatical
Reppin the Bean we don't see no Patagonia
Beans supreme it's taking off from a catapult

Like a little Peach the golden retriever the hype little beast
The year old little creature Makias couldn't see
When she ran up on his shoes to get the white off his feet

But oh with the flick surprise
If any kid put up the finger We'll kick their eyes
Frickin put them through the ringer to frick their mind
And he'll click the little trigger to rip their life

And Tommy drops bombs
Tom pops off but you're getting popped on
Spitting so much venom I see Eddie Brocks gone
He shut hell up because Tommy's Got God

That's what you get once you're high in Perkins
A pretty good deal like a random handshake
Here we are so tie the curtains
Find the Craft like a tandem pancake

Work it out just by the day
But NCU is kinda cool
Hard to see but the line is straight
So anyone in sight will pay

Prolly for dinner because money is a bit tricky
But don't give him any pity he's about to find his living
Psychotic in the city so I gotta pet my kitty
Thomas is a billy and he'll prolly cop a milli

Proud of what we did make it out of any pit
With the Tommy to the Little Lee J to Isack6
And me Nae in any situation we'll make out of it
Avada Kedavra! to the enemies they got to get the stick

Flick up yellow balls and they get the spike
But if you diss the walking dead again I'll frickin die
Imma pick up any medicine to get this Mi-frickin-graine
Up out my head and then I'll hit the mine

A gaming God from the day to the dark
Say what you want but he'll take thee unarmed
Take Hades apart as he aims for the heart
K/D's on par with the Nate me the Nart

But this little guy he's going on a killing
Like the speed bumps with Nathan Troe
Soon like him he'll making doe
He's got a great K/D ratio

But he still throws shade like he stood in the pavilion
Till old age till a Milli or a trillion
Still won't fake as he's peeling off I feel it
Big Little Tommy he'll be going off to kill them