(Verse)
Back with some mo
Attack like a battle ax when it starts to hack
when I rap on the flow
I rack it and go
Smoking on that loud pack and it smack like a tennis
Racket from pros
I’m Flashing the chrome
Call me Ja Morant do my dance cause I ball due to
Smashing my goals
Then Pass me the dro
If we gettin low better ask for some mo
I Ash on the floor
Like a metronome I’m tapping ya ho
Tell ‘em tap in less they tapping my phone
I’ve been sipping tap water out the Tap in my home
Used to be a little tike now ya boi full grown
Got big boy bread no grey poupon
That big boi lied he way too broke
Just took 2 shoots I’ll take two mo
I’m the white 2 pac or the black Luke Combs
She call me daddy but I ain’t her folks
Sleeping on me don’t make you woke
If you’re Eatin off me I hope you choke
I smoke that gas like a 2 stroke
Red line revving
High like heaven
Grab me a leaf
Then roll up 7
You’d think I was salad
By the way I’m dressing
Ball like Durant
Should have named me Kevin
Drip like aqua man
Its not awkward man
I gotta plot and plan
Like gettin plots of land
This the cook up baby
Where the pots and pans
Tell ‘em look up baby
Like a godly man
If ya feet get week
Grab the ottoman
Stay stoned off weed
Like a monument
Big murph got sauce
Like a condiment
Tell a hater get fucked
Bring the condom in
Tell a hater get fucked
Bring the condom in
This the cook up baby
Where the pots and pans
Big murph got sauce
Like a condiment
(Verse 2)
If you
Bring it to my door then I’ll shoot ya through the peephole
Shotgun shot two shots like free throws
Shotgun shot one more that’s b roll
4 shots deep got me feeling like a hero
5 shots in high five my migo
6 6 6 if you cross my people
7 leaf rolled 7 grams in a primo
Smoking that gas but I only burn diesel
Ops on the block tryna rob my dinero
Life is a movie Robert Dinero
Stacking up my chips I ain’t talking bout casino
I been in my bag I ain’t talking bout Fritos
Turnt up I been on the juice Beetle
Burnt up they been on the drugs needle
Out here moving like a Don Vito
I’m just tryna stack this bread no keto
Illegal stuff I cheef on
fee fi foe fum
Funds we feed on
Don’t roll with punks and peons
Big murph drinking on shine no neon
You should learn to let bygones be bygones
I done made a 100 thousand dollars off a iPhone
You won’t get yo slice if the pie’s wrong
Everybody can’t be fed off a dry bone
was I wrong?
This ain’t lifelong
lot of old homies had to cut off like the lights on
Snakes in the grass move something like a python
Smooth like butter move something like an icon
Whewwww damn
Tell em cut the lights on
Wheewwww damn
Tell em cut the lights on
Wheewww damn
This ain’t lifelong
You should Learn to let bygone’s be bygone’s
Y’all ain’t hearing me forgot to cut the mic on
Wheewwww damn…
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Built Like Me
by Big Murph
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(Verse)
Back with some mo
Attack like a battle ax when it starts to hack
when I rap on the flow
I rack it and go
Smoking on that loud pack and it smack like a tennis
Racket from pros
I’m Flashing the chrome
Call me Ja Morant do my dance cause I ball due to
Smashing my goals
Then Pass me the dro
If we gettin low better ask for some mo
I Ash on the floor
Like a metronome I’m tapping ya ho
Tell ‘em tap in less they tapping my phone
I’ve been sipping tap water out the Tap in my home
Used to be a little tike now ya boi full grown
Got big boy bread no grey poupon
That big boi lied he way too broke
Just took 2 shoots I’ll take two mo
I’m the white 2 pac or the black Luke Combs
She call me daddy but I ain’t her folks
Sleeping on me don’t make you woke
If you’re Eatin off me I hope you choke
I smoke that gas like a 2 stroke
Red line revving
High like heaven
Grab me a leaf
Then roll up 7
You’d think I was salad
By the way I’m dressing
Ball like Durant
Should have named me Kevin
Drip like aqua man
Its not awkward man
I gotta plot and plan
Like gettin plots of land
This the cook up baby
Where the pots and pans
Tell ‘em look up baby
Like a godly man
If ya feet get week
Grab the ottoman
Stay stoned off weed
Like a monument
Big murph got sauce
Like a condiment
Tell a hater get fucked
Bring the condom in
Tell a hater get fucked
Bring the condom in
This the cook up baby
Where the pots and pans
Big murph got sauce
Like a condiment
(Verse 2)
If you
Bring it to my door then I’ll shoot ya through the peephole
Shotgun shot two shots like free throws
Shotgun shot one more that’s b roll
4 shots deep got me feeling like a hero
5 shots in high five my migo
6 6 6 if you cross my people
7 leaf rolled 7 grams in a primo
Smoking that gas but I only burn diesel
Ops on the block tryna rob my dinero
Life is a movie Robert Dinero
Stacking up my chips I ain’t talking bout casino
I been in my bag I ain’t talking bout Fritos
Turnt up I been on the juice Beetle
Burnt up they been on the drugs needle
Out here moving like a Don Vito
I’m just tryna stack this bread no keto
Illegal stuff I cheef on
fee fi foe fum
Funds we feed on
Don’t roll with punks and peons
Big murph drinking on shine no neon
You should learn to let bygones be bygones
I done made a 100 thousand dollars off a iPhone
You won’t get yo slice if the pie’s wrong
Everybody can’t be fed off a dry bone
was I wrong?
This ain’t lifelong
lot of old homies had to cut off like the lights on
Snakes in the grass move something like a python
Smooth like butter move something like an icon
Whewwww damn
Tell em cut the lights on
Wheewwww damn
Tell em cut the lights on
Wheewww damn
This ain’t lifelong
You should Learn to let bygone’s be bygone’s
Y’all ain’t hearing me forgot to cut the mic on
Wheewwww damn…
Back with some mo
Attack like a battle ax when it starts to hack
when I rap on the flow
I rack it and go
Smoking on that loud pack and it smack like a tennis
Racket from pros
I’m Flashing the chrome
Call me Ja Morant do my dance cause I ball due to
Smashing my goals
Then Pass me the dro
If we gettin low better ask for some mo
I Ash on the floor
Like a metronome I’m tapping ya ho
Tell ‘em tap in less they tapping my phone
I’ve been sipping tap water out the Tap in my home
Used to be a little tike now ya boi full grown
Got big boy bread no grey poupon
That big boi lied he way too broke
Just took 2 shoots I’ll take two mo
I’m the white 2 pac or the black Luke Combs
She call me daddy but I ain’t her folks
Sleeping on me don’t make you woke
If you’re Eatin off me I hope you choke
I smoke that gas like a 2 stroke
Red line revving
High like heaven
Grab me a leaf
Then roll up 7
You’d think I was salad
By the way I’m dressing
Ball like Durant
Should have named me Kevin
Drip like aqua man
Its not awkward man
I gotta plot and plan
Like gettin plots of land
This the cook up baby
Where the pots and pans
Tell ‘em look up baby
Like a godly man
If ya feet get week
Grab the ottoman
Stay stoned off weed
Like a monument
Big murph got sauce
Like a condiment
Tell a hater get fucked
Bring the condom in
Tell a hater get fucked
Bring the condom in
This the cook up baby
Where the pots and pans
Big murph got sauce
Like a condiment
(Verse 2)
If you
Bring it to my door then I’ll shoot ya through the peephole
Shotgun shot two shots like free throws
Shotgun shot one more that’s b roll
4 shots deep got me feeling like a hero
5 shots in high five my migo
6 6 6 if you cross my people
7 leaf rolled 7 grams in a primo
Smoking that gas but I only burn diesel
Ops on the block tryna rob my dinero
Life is a movie Robert Dinero
Stacking up my chips I ain’t talking bout casino
I been in my bag I ain’t talking bout Fritos
Turnt up I been on the juice Beetle
Burnt up they been on the drugs needle
Out here moving like a Don Vito
I’m just tryna stack this bread no keto
Illegal stuff I cheef on
fee fi foe fum
Funds we feed on
Don’t roll with punks and peons
Big murph drinking on shine no neon
You should learn to let bygones be bygones
I done made a 100 thousand dollars off a iPhone
You won’t get yo slice if the pie’s wrong
Everybody can’t be fed off a dry bone
was I wrong?
This ain’t lifelong
lot of old homies had to cut off like the lights on
Snakes in the grass move something like a python
Smooth like butter move something like an icon
Whewwww damn
Tell em cut the lights on
Wheewwww damn
Tell em cut the lights on
Wheewww damn
This ain’t lifelong
You should Learn to let bygone’s be bygone’s
Y’all ain’t hearing me forgot to cut the mic on
Wheewwww damn…
