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Andrew Beggs

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(Yeah, I'm just chillin
How- come through!
Aight, aight
Aight, shut up)

You can call me Big Boy Bo
I don't drive a 6.0 unless you need 60 bows
Flip 'em for the pros and I get you some more
Feds knocking on my door I'm only doing 2-4

We don't get no breaks cause this the life that we chose
Stay up in your lane you better do what you supposed
Yeah we got some rifles but don't need scopes
No drive by's we just bust down doors

Drowning in the green I got it spillin' on the floor
She blinded by the ice now she can't see no more
Yeah I'm a big talker but I got a lot to show
Call me by my first name when I wake through Louis doors

Bring my bitch with me no she don't care where we go
Everywhere that we go she know's worth coming along
You can go ahead and take your broke ass home
Don't f*ck with too many chicks cause that shit stressful

Start the conversation, know that I'm gonna close
Yeah you'd be surprised to know just who we know
Panoramic views as far as your eyes go
Nowadays the Renaissance don't seem so big no more

It ain't my first pick the life that I chose
At least when cameras flash no I don't gotta pose
Sometimes I feel my brain is chillin' in comatose
I'm uncomfortable a lot I gotta keep it composed

(Keep it composed... Andrew!)

So, uh, you can call me Big Boy Bo
I don't drive a 6.0 unless you need 60 bows
Flip 'em for the pros and I get you some more
Feds knocking on my door I'm only doing 2-4

We don't get no breaks cause this the life that we chose
Stay up in yo lane you better do what you supposed
Yeah we got some rifles but don't need scopes
No drive by's we just bust down doors

Mom called someone took her 'scription again
Promise I ain't been that way since 2010
I ain't flipping shit I can't sell 1 for 10
Quick flips only tryna get up in the Lamboghin'

Stop talking out ya ass and go pick up your chin
No losers in my circle, all we know is win
Already made 250 after he copped the Benz
Got so used to paper cuts the way I'm counting bands

The way these bitches shake they ass, they clapping hands
My pockets filled with money girl don't touch my pants
Everybody acting funny I won't take no chance
I'm returning for these checks you just returning cans

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