Lyrics:
Already on me
Shoutout to Fregley
Man, you so deadly
But that’s not who this about,
Songs about a real special guy
Who goes by the name Bob Duncan
(Hyah)
year
Santa Is coming soon coming tonight
Do you believe in magic, Santa’s real life
I’m gonna feel him, right by my side
Im gon be happy like newborn
pissed off
Used to talk to you before you had died, made me a lil' soft
I still cry to my mama like a lil' baby, but I'm a big dog
Hundred fifty mill'
to yo town.
You don't wanna miss this,
This just like Christmas,
So make ya wish list,
And go and flicc this. (Preach!)
[Chorus: x2]
Go VIP with
like a quarter a mil
Hit ya by the tech and blow half your budget
I do it for the streets and **** love it
Just copped the new Bent, you know ya boy pay
stay away from frauds and the phonies
And I keep a bad bitch
She a cold piece
Floor seats
You can miss me with nose bleeds
Big bank
Take lil bank
I sip
(What you think now?)
VVs hit (VVs hit) Eliantte style, yeah
Big ol' drip (drip, drip)
Make a bitch like my pic' (let's go, let's go), oh, yeah
live, I cannot quit
Little girl if you by my side, we gon make it big
I wanna fix, you wanna split
Little girl if you by my side, we gon make it big
I
She taking my coffee crisp,
I know I'm delish.
She call me BIG SEXY.. I know that you hate me,
I'm loved by your sis.
It's hit or miss.
Learning from
'cause I earned it
Babygirl you really hot but is you worth it
She got all the brains I like learning
I got big bank ask me how I did it
Want my bills in
First of all you gotta have nuts
Don't give a fuck
Nigga's duck when I bust
'cause they know if I miss it ain't by much
Thinkin short like
Ya want to holla got to follow nigga here we go
Get you ticket, the train, don't miss it
Won't reach out, and ya bet I won't visit
'til my whole
Ya want to holla got to follow nigga here we go
Get you ticket, the train, don't miss it
Won't reach out, and ya bet I won't visit
'til my whole
And the blah-blah-blah so nobody try to steal your thunder
Pull you under
Toss my hopes out, Royal Rumble
We done moved out to the Boondocks
Built a big house, there
Count my money boy, the paper don't miss
Everybody want a piece but they won't take a risk
Ya ya
Light show, spent a check up on the wrist
How you
The pain is affirmation
That my love is real
But really tell me was it worth the risk
Why do you have to hate me just for loving this big?
Why it has to hurt
him licking his mouth
Ima bad bitch, look at the way that I walk
Said fell in love with me, by the way that I talk
Big bands, big bands
Only fuck with
she hating on a scrub, my love
I got an uber it cost me a dub
Can't you tell the young bull really in love
Miss with the big hoop earrings and the fire
runneth over
My sky is blue
Been kissed by Lady Luck
The stars are all lined up
Every arrow that I aim is true
But I miss you
Been kissed by Lady
Ayy Storm muhfuckas out here trippin'
Yank some of these bitches
By they collar baby
Of my comrades (Comrades)
Yeah! For all you mothafuckas who
Be
are all green
My thoughts are all green, if you walking from me
We both got big dreams
I wish they shared scenes
Or yours could fit me
(Me, me)
I miss
This is a public service announcement
Brought to you by the good people over at Dreamville Records
"And so my fellow Americans
Ask not what your
fucked you on the counter
Spanish little baddie say "Papi ven a follarme"
She like drinking Milwaukee’s and taking pictures by the mountains
She a model
big mood on repeat, packs get flipped, I’m loading all week
All of this money is nuttin to me
Flashbacks to days getting dussed by the Ds
Play your
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