Lyrics:
gonna snake each other
Sleep in cells and get ate by rats
Yeah I got friends that I class as brothers
I dream about sending a lambo
Big fat chain, Rolex
albums to play,
A little cypress for the sesh, yo big bong rips with big L,
You Can always find a W in weed when you take a Big L,
Picking strains like you
For that white powder
A deuce deuce will leave little holes
In your top like salt shaker
Then I'll finish it off with a big cap
On your head like a park
[Chorus]
(I'm the calm one, but my crew is sorta sick)
Yeah, big l is the first to represent.
Yo, on the mic is big l, that brother who kicks
I'm not fucking spitting
All right, but
Need to start asking yourself
What would Jayden do whenever you get into A dilemma
Better to be inspired by
put an extra lime on my water glass (I'm so sorry)
An hour later here she come by walking past
(I hate to be a pest but my son would love your
Yo, wanna know something about my right arm?
I done flex so hard, I set off fire alarms
The fireplace's outta space with a lion's belt
Big jewels
bombing around on the streets with the rest of the kids
No job no boss no bills and no divide
Only mates ready to bleed by your side
Looking at the papers
[Chorus]
(I'm the calm one, but my crew is sorta sick)
Yeah, big l is the first to represent.
Yo, on the mic is big l, that brother who kicks
You your daddy's son, yo, first I hear the beat
I-I get- trap-a-holics mixtape
I'm a real big baller cause I-
Like a light show making big money
must be crazy, nigga
Onе song for my deluxe is all I need to do
These puppies barkin'
They done bit off more than they can chew
My album just dropped
I'm
Bitch I still be hot as fuck
Extended dick, gon' let it pop
Buffet Boys, bih, we ballin' off
No time for doe we sendin' shots
Expensive stomps on when I
Where were you then, when the money galore
Wasn't happening, but now I got so much more in store
To where they packing in a group
Couldn't do it by
of my vector
I'm tryna connect but the signal is censored
I'm on an adventure
To stomp on a whomp and then chomp like a denture
You shouldn't have spent
a gritty fiend for,
Money, power, respect, get it by any means uh,
New Yorker, slick talker, walk like a brick flipper,
Decimal doctor, multiply to get
get me wrong, got four albums, stay consistent
You got a bodyguard, I let my nigga tote the biscuit
Twist ya cap back, you got blood off on ya fur hat
the cool in you
Or it'll be a sad love song being sung by Toni Braxton
And I'll dissect you like a fraction
All you wannabe top cat MCs, I'll pop you like
the reason why I still mold, C-notes in my bill fold
I like my brew real cold, it's the Ro-gram you with me
Swift won't you hit me, one time, fo
my bill fold
I like my brew real cold, it's the Ro-gram you with me
Swift won't you hit me, one time, fo the troubles in these rhymes
Niggas do
sharing my views from the window seat
I've tried to keep it light and not get in too deep
But if I don't say this, the album's incomplete
We do it for
Everything in this world is just love
I know you probably love the bar, right
You love to live that big dog life
You love to live just like a youngin'
my dirty Jesse James
The CEO of dirty and he go by Cornell Haynes
Mean-mugging all you niggas like I hopped up out your dame
I'm like uh-oh, there
to the hills, pimpin', loungin' by the pool
And I love the way it feel, of course, I keep it real
Garcon, come here yo, I'm kinda parched
I want a big Blue
knew you was jealous from the day that I met you
I upset you, cuz I get respect I bet you
I'm even liked better by your neice and nephew
Now you hate
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