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freestyle 2 - big moochie grape lyrics

[intro]
(murder on the beat, b*tch)
yes, sir
(let the bandplay)
big moochie
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
gigantic

[verse 1]
bought me a glock and threw away my millennium (bought me a glock)
slide on the opps and you know that we k!lling them (slide on the opps)
not with that f*ck sh*t, keep that to a minimum (not on sh*t)
blowing on zaza, i feel like i smoke chemicals (zaza)
never had sh*t, now this money sh*t plentiful (never had sh*t)
up in my hood, we serve dope to the minister (yes, sir)
bought me a chop and a stick, it came digital (bought me a glock)
put the shot to your body like wе doing a physical (frrt, frrt)
hood in the trap, now my sack, they got bigger (sack, thеy got bigger)
go ask the streets about me, i’m that n*gga (big moochie)
‘bows in the back, make me feel like big tigger (uh*huh)
young rich n*gga, been ran through six figures (yeah, i done did)
big moochie hilfiger, don’t f*ck with n*ggas (uh*uh)
snow flakes in my watch, chain on icicle (ice, ice)
come get your b*tch, she tryna pull down my zipper (ha)
come to your city and i brought out them k!llers (b*tch)
and i’m ’bout it, ’bout it like my last name mender (’bout it, ’bout it)
got rich quick, now i make it look simple (uh*huh)
two*hundred ‘bows in the back of this rental (yes, sir)
k!lling your b*tch from the back when i hit her (uh*uh)
no man in the middle
i’m on the block like a sinner (a sinner)
illuminati business, everybody around big moochie grape sinners (on god)
upping the chop, put the drac’ to your temple (grrt)
straight off the head with no pad or no pencil (ha, freestyle)
[bridge]
yeah, uh, yeah, uh (yeah), yeah, uh (yeah), yeah, uh (yeah), yeah, uh (yeah), yeah, uh, yeah (gigantic, b*tch, ha)
yeah, uh (yeah), yeah, uh (yeah), yeah, uh (yeah), yeah, uh (yeah), yeah, uh (yeah), yeah, uh, yeah (okay)

[verse 2]
back in this b*tch, ain’t wasting no time (uh*uh)
i run this sh*t and i’m coming to get mine (run this sh*t)
put a bag on your head, if we k!ll you, get a dime (get a ten)
everywhere i go, keep a strap on my waistline (grrt, bah)
lil’ ass n*gga in the spot with a big .9
i done came up, now these f*ck n*ggas sick now (ugh)
hatin’*ass n*gga still broke and i’m rich now
come out the east, but not talking to 6ix9ine (east hati)
duckin’ the ‘bows (duckin’ the ‘bows)
come up on ab, we havin’ them loads (we havin’ them loads)
trappin’ this sh*t, from the spot to the coast (from the spot)
freaky lil’ white b*tch, she play with her nose (yeah)
got a thick rad b*tch like amber rose (like amber rose)
hit from the back, make her touch her toes (make her touch her toes)
give a b*tch a bomb, make her hit this road (make her hit this road)
still on the mic’, but i’m back in that mode (but i’m back in that mode)
they ain’t on sh*t, man, them n*ggas been hoes (n*gga been hoes)

[outro]
yeah, uh, yeah, uh (n*ggas been b*tches, dog, ha), yeah, uh (yeah), yeah, uh (yeah), yeah, uh (yeah), yeah, uh (yeah)
big moochie, ha, ha (big moochie, b*tch)
yeah (yeah), ha, ha, ha, yeah (yeah)
ha, ha, ha, yeah (yeah)
ha, ha, ha, gigantic
gigantic, the biggest
the realest, ha
i’m him n*gga, f*ck you talking ’bout, n*gga?
i do this sh*t with ease, n*gga
no cap

- big moochie grape lyrics

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