[ Yella Beezy] I got, big rocks, big chain, big watch Big beans, big Glocks, big bales, big blocks All gold Rollie, no tick tock Fuck your ho in my flip flops
Kickin´ this shit, no gym socks Ask about me nigga, I been hot It ain´t ´bout money? nigga kick rocks That´s all facts, no xerox Bust a couple shots, make it clear out You pussy ass nigga, I don´t hear about I´m up one, up one, up one, up one I´m up one, up one, I´m up one, I´m up one
[Yella Beezy] I´m up one, don´t make me bust one This big chopper, he´ll trust somethin´ Order now nigga, I´ma buck somethin´ Nigga think I ain´t shootin´, I´ll sunk somethin´ Hop out the whip, hoes come runnin´ Man that silly ass bitch, I ain´t gon´ fuck nothin´ Ho stop playin´ games, come suck somethin´
Hey, bend it over, put it on your butt honey Hey, watch presidential, get top in a rental Hopped in a Sprinter, fly individual Big guap, thick knots, check my credentials Kick back, keep it player, ride with the nigga Cup full of mud runnin´ up in my liver Pray to god they don´t put me in the hospital Can´t touch me boy, I´m too hot nigga All these little bitty bitches gon´ bop nigga Had to hide these rocks on my jock nigga If he playin´ I´ma shoot him off top nigga Boy I spent thirty K on my watch nigga Put dick all in your ho crotch nigga Poppin´ shit, poppin´ shit, yeah I pop niggas Got a lick, got a lick, on a house nigga Hell nah I ain´t stuntin´ you stank house Street, yeah RIP Bankroll
[ Yella Beezy] I got, big rocks, big chain, big watch Big beans, big Glocks, big bales, big blocks All gold Rollie, no tick tock Fuck your ho in my flip flops Kickin´ this shit, no gym socks Ask about me nigga, I been hot It ain´t ´bout money? nigga kick rocks That´s all facts, no xerox Bust a couple shots, make it clear out You pussy ass nigga, I don´t hear about I´m up one, up one, up one, up one I´m up one, up one, I´m up one, I´m up one
[Lil Baby] Never let a bit nigga take my shine Fuck waitin´ around nigga, I´ma take mine I´m up one now but it took a little time
Patek Philippe for my time Free lil bro, he brought the MAC´s out Standin´ on stage with my strap out Everywhere I go I got them racks out Nigga try to take mine, it´s a blackout I´m gettin´ money for real, I had a mil, before the deal, yeah I get them pounds every week, I´m never off beat, I stay in the streets, yeah Niggas be sayin´ they want beef, but soon as we meet, they want to speak, yeah Count this money ´til I fall off I´m LeBron the way I ball out Niggas run and hide when them rods out Man that shit wasn´t sweet, I took the hard route I´m in Dallas, I got all my chains on She keep callin´ my line so I changed phones Hop out, who you? who you? bruh shoot
Run with the gang, we gon´ pull up in groups Get you knocked down for a new pair of shoes
[ Yella Beezy] I got, big rocks, big chain, big watch Big beans, big Glocks, big bales, big blocks All gold Rollie, no tick tock Fuck your ho in my flip flops Kickin´ this shit, no gym socks Ask about me nigga, I been hot It ain´t ´bout money? nigga kick rocks That´s all facts, no xerox Bust a couple shots, make it clear out You pussy ass nigga, I don´t hear about I´m up one, up one, up one, up one I´m up one, up one, I´m up one, I´m up one
[Yella Beezy]
Pay big bank, take lil bank She booted on the molly, I´m on a lil drank Come fly by me, I want a lil face Think about it, I don´t want relations with the lil skank Not Tay-K but I´m on the race Big desert eagle, keep it on my waist Motherfuck a hater, yeah they gonna hate Fall back lil bitch, nah I don´t go on dates Yeah I stay sippin´ on the sizzurp Got a lot of ice like a blizzard What´s crackin´ nigga? what´s the wizzard? In the trap doin´ magic like a wizzard Sip me a four, nigga slizzard Smart ho givin´ brain like a nizzard I ain´t gettin´ money, what you say, come again sir? Sucked off in the loft, gettin´ top´s where I been sir
Gettin´ drunk, gettin´ full of this Henn sir In my pants, yeah I keep about ten sir I´m a loner, no I don´t need friends sir Got about ten bad bitches in the Benz sir Don´t ask me ´bout that ho house, I ain´t went there Broke, been a long time since I been there Boy you niggas stressin´ out, you got thin hair My son ain´t born yet but he got about ten pair Guccis
[ Yella Beezy] I got, big rocks, big chain, big watch Big beans, big Glocks, big bales, big blocks All gold Rollie, no tick tock Fuck your ho in my flip flops Kickin´ this shit, no gym socks Ask about me nigga, I been hot
It ain´t ´bout money? nigga kick rocks That´s all facts, no xerox Bust a couple shots, make it clear out You pussy ass nigga, I don´t hear about I´m up one, up one, up one, up one I´m up one, up one, I´m up one, I´m up one
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