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est - big mali lyrics

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[intro]
(hahaha, d*mn, lit boy, this sh*t legendary) uh, ’bout to pull up in that ‘vette, told this n*gga to hop in with me
uh, uh, to hop in with me
you already know me, it’s the b*i*g, gangster (uh, uh)
uh, you already know me, it’s the b*i*g, it’s the b*i*g
uh, uh (go)

[chorus]
ayy, my brother pull up in that ‘vette, he told me, “sis, you come hop in with me” (skrrt, skrrt)
i hop up in that b*tch, i throw up g just like i’m est (gangster)
we in the yami back*to*back at b00by trap, my phone on dnd
it’s dirty money in them bags, you know my brother screamin’, “dmb”
and i don’t never drop my sh*t today, i sat up on that toilet (come here)
sh*t on n*ggas and these b*tches ’cause i know it get annoyin’ (they mad)
my pockets fat just like rasputia (uh*huh), but i’m skinny like i’m norbit (uh*huh)
don’t want no beef, them n*ggas corny (mhm)
still f*ck that gang just like a orgy (mhm)

[verse]
still f*ck the world, this b*tch ain’t sh*t (woo)
my mama down up on her d*ck (mhm)
but it’s on me to get that chicken, put her ass up in that crib
and my lil’ sister, she look up to me, depend on me, for real
and all my brothers servin’ junkies, yeah, they givin’ all them deals (give me one)
and it’s on me to put us on, told that boy, “leave me alone” (don’t call me)
it hurt my soul, you got on that phone, tell me to be calm, you ain’t pay my bond
and that sh*t crazy, if it was you, would’ve popped them locks like i’m james bond
and now i’m out and i still love you, can’t f*ck with ya, yeah, i’m done (d*mn)
ayy, n*ggas steady goin’, talkin’ crazy, aren’t they tired? (huh?)
yeah, a b*tch been for the streets ’cause i’m still standin’ on that block (on god)
still pullin’ up on kay and rue, you know we got the city locked (come on)
we bts, you know the opps, the best thing smokin’ on the shop (ayy)
and you can’t play, them boys in here, don’t wanna hear, heard they talkin’ sh*t
’cause i’m like, “d*mn, i’m not a rat, don’t hop on beats and start exposin’ sh*t”
don’t get it twisted, i been humble, yeah, a b*tch been havin’ motion, b*tch (uh*huh)
and free my brother pocket, sittin’ there in a kennel, they need to open it (come on)
[chorus]
ayy, my brother pull up in that ‘vette, he told me, “sis, you come hop in with me”
i hop up in that b*tch, i throw up g just like i’m est (gangster)
we in the yami back*to*back at b00by trap, my phone on dnd (uh)
it’s dirty money in them bags, you know my brother screamin’, “dmb” (gang)
and i don’t never drop my sh*t today, i sat up on that toilet
sh*t on n*ggas and these b*tches ’cause i know it get annoyin’
my pockets fat just like rasputia, but i’m skinny like i’m norbit
don’t want no beef, them n*ggas corny
still f*ck that gang just like a orgy (uh)

[outro]
still f*ck that gang just like a orgy
i don’t want no beef, them n*ggas corny
huh, n*gga want a feat’, but can’t afford it
huh, don’t got no key, it got a body, d*mn
uh, uh
you already know me, it’s the b*i*g, gangster
gangster, go (go)

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