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Biggs

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Yes, yes
Everybody wants this
Tell them that I'm busy I'm not really even on shit
My ex boo would die for me, she sent me a long text
I never responded, now I got heavy conscious
You know she'll catch a call when I'm drunk or something
On some I'm just trying to talk not even f*ck or nothing
She said you lying, yes I'm lying boo I'm up to something
Boy no it's late I got to go and now I'm huffing puffing
Her family love me, f*ck her cousin and her other cousin
Got one cousin say he thinking about running up and
If he do I'm aiming for his gut, I will Tummy tuck him
If he a throws a straight them I'm ducking it and uppercutting
Sugar Ray, it's not sweet though
Holler molly got me hotter than a jalapeño
But it give me bottomless dick like a cheat code
Man my team is undefeated now they want a veto
But Biggs is the commissioner,
Your boo loose goose I could probably fit a fist in her
Vindicator running through the villagers
Pillaging your land, man damn turn the city into ash, like a scorpion finisher
Baby girl get over here
Pointed at my tooth and told the jeweler put a boulder here
That wasn't even me talking, alter-ego Baudelaire
I ain't had a sober year since I was 16
Laying were your bitch be, and I
Got your woman laying naked I'm turning the TV on
She 21 like Savage or Deion,
She eat D all
Day, yeah,
She treat the head like Leon
Treesh, she's a bop, bop, bop, she's so Rihanna
Telling me she knows better rappers she know that she wrong
I don't need cosigns or connections to put me on
Every meal exotic this cooked by a Korean
So I don't care about how you eating or what you be on
Got her crying on some boo-hoo-hoo
Try to lock me in your spell bitch I know voodoo too
Got her crying on some boo-hoo-hoo
Try to lock me in your spell bitch I know voodoo too
Brought her man to me, hit them both with two .22's
they hit like .223's
Bitch I'm the new Tunechi
Yes, yes
Everybody wants this
Tell them that I'm busy I'm not really even on shit
My ex boo would die for me, she sent me a long text
I never responded, now I got heavy conscious
You know she'll catch a call when I'm drunk or somethin
On some I'm just trying to talk not even f*ck or nothing
She said you lying, yes I'm lying boo I'm up to something
Boy no it's late I got to go and now I'm huffing puffing
I should really kick the black and milds
Cant be slave to an addiction man I'm trying to last a while
But this bitch tripping
If I had a dollar every time my bitch tripped
I could make my stack a mile
10 rounds and I'm standing like Ali, she gassing out
Top shelf gas high as Denali the pack is loud
She like the way I diss a bitch in every song I got
She like every song I got, so she let me pack her out
Biggs!

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