Too much money and too much ice on this motherfucker Nah, for real You feel what I'm sayin', Drum God? For shit sure Woah
These rappers scared to at me (At me) I'm Big Homiie, OG (OG) These niggas feminine, low-key (Low-key) I'm in South Memphis on Tate Street (Woah) I ain't worried 'bout a thing, I got me (I got me) Choppa bullets rip straight through the fat meat (Baow) You can say want you want, don't approach me (Don't do it) Mini AR'll leave your shit open (AR, rawr) Niggas playing both sides, they bogus (They bogus) Get 'em whacked and don't show no emotion (Don't do it) I'm the one that put that shit in motion (I did it) Hit his top, you might get promoted (Boom) I bе drinkin' that drank like a damn fish I know niggas got bodies and they don't miss Shе can suck on my dick, won't get Nam kiss (Mwah) I prefer the Wock' only, don't know a Trist (Bye)
I jumped in this bitch with no assist (No assist) Nobody showed me how to go 'bout it (Go 'bout it) You disrespect me, you know I'ma blow 'bout it (Baow) I might be petty and go fuck yo' ho 'bout it (Ugh) Hauling bodies, you prolly killed nobody (No one) Who he dissing? I'm talking 'bout everybody (You) This nigga might be the Feds, probably I ain't never told a nigga, "Sorry" (Sorry) I jumped in this bitch with no assist (No assist) Nobody showed me how to go 'bout it (Go 'bout it) You disrespect me, you know I'ma blow 'bout it (Baow) I might be petty and go fuck yo' ho 'bout it (Ugh) Hauling bodies, you prolly killed nobody (No one) Who he dissing? I'm talking 'bout everybody (You) This nigga might be the Feds, probably I ain't never told a nigga, "Sorry" (Sorry)
Man, I be fresh as the Easter Bunny (Woah) I just bought a pint off some feature money (Woo) Whatever I do, I'ma keep some money (Racks) You can talk all you want, ain't gon' do me nothin' (Facts) If I get her wet, they gon' purr it for me (Blrrrd) You better not get on my nerves, buddy (Buddy) I like my bitch bad and my cup muddy (Muddy) I prefer the Perc 10's, I don't do 30's (Nah) Niggas losing they minds tryna get high (Get high) Niggas don't get away, they just get by (Bye, bye) I can't rock wit' these niggas, like, dang (No) 'Fore the rapping, I been had a name (G) Go wherever, I ain't tuckin' my chain (Nah) Want this money, give a fuck 'bout the fame (Fuck it)
I jumped in this bitch with no assist (No assist) Nobody showed me how to go 'bout it (Go 'bout it) You disrespect me, you know I'ma blow 'bout it (Baow) I might be petty and go fuck yo' ho 'bout it (Ugh) Hauling bodies, you prolly killed nobody (No one) Who he dissing? I'm talking 'bout everybody (You) This nigga might be the Feds, probably I ain't never told a nigga, "Sorry" (Sorry) I jumped in this bitch with no assist (No assist) Nobody showed me how to go 'bout it (Nobody) You disrespect me, you know I'ma blow 'bout it (Baow) I might be petty and go fuck yo' ho 'bout it (Ugh) Hauling bodies, you prolly killed nobody (No one) Who he dissing? I'm talking 'bout everybody (You) This nigga might be the Feds, probably (Might be) I ain't never told a nigga, "Sorry" (Sorry)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
