Big b3, n#gg#s know how the f#ck we rockin’
Gang, gang, gang
But i gotta keep it a stack
I feel under attack
Yuh, yuh
B3 goin’ stupid
I cannot fall in love with none these b#tches
The f#ck do i look like? my name is not cupid
What’s that shining on my wrist i think that’s a ruby
b#tch i’m a slime ball i feel like i’m nudy
f#ck the judge b#tch i can’t f#ck with judy
My glock in my purse cuz’ i love to treat her like my juvie
If the feds come around then i’m doin’ the dash
Cuz’ them piggies they stay on my #ss
I know you mad that i didn’t call you back
But i’m sorry lil baby i was gettin to a bag
If that n#gg# play b#tch then i’m uppin the mat
Have him runnin’ like he good at track
But i gotta keep it a stack
Got that glock by my side, i feel under attack
He tried to run up and he caught a face shot
Play i show you how much this baby k got
Glock made that boy do thе hopscotch
My cousin used to hide work in the muhf#ckin’ crockpot
Why you poppin yo’ shit? cuz’ i’m feelin mysеlf
Why these hoes on my dick? cuz’ she lovin’ my wealth
But i can’t entertain, rather stay to myself
Took some racks out the bank, spent a band on my belt
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh
Yuh
I don’t do subliminals
I got murder on my mind i feel like a criminal
They tryna copy, them boys not original
Said her new n#gg# better? that boy one dimensional
I’m receiving these lessons, i’m not feeling spiritual
Biggie not kendrick i’m not getting lyrical
n#gg# run off our mind then it must be a miracle
Yuh, yuh
B3 goin’ stupid
I cannot fall in love with none these b#tches
The f#ck do i look like? my name is not cupid
What’s that shining on my wrist i think that’s a ruby
b#tch i’m a slime ball i feel like i’m nudy
f#ck the judge b#tch i can’t f#ck with judy
My glock in my purse cuz’ i love to treat her like my juvie
If the feds come around then i’m doin’ the dash
Cuz’ them piggies they stay on my #ss
I know you mad that i didn’t call you back
But i’m sorry lil baby i was gettin to a bag
If that n#gg# play b#tch then i’m uppin the mat
Have him runnin’ like he good at track
But i gotta keep it a stack
Got that glock by my side, i feel under attack (buh buh buh buh)
Big b3
n#gg#s know how we rockin’
Gang
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