block day - big nut (lil nutty) lyrics
[chorus]
bust at the scene, we shoot at the opps
he reach in his pocket, he ain’t have a glock
put four to his leg, and two to his top
one to his head, that body gon’ drop
you racin’ the bag, i’m beatin’ the clock
broke in yo crib, she suckin’ my c*ck
dawg had a 9, pulled out a mop
tryna match two, that’s four to the pop
bust at the scene, we shoot at the opps
he reach in his pocket, he ain’t have a glock
put four to his leg, and two to his top
one to his head, that body gon’ drop
you racin’ the bag, i’m beatin’ the clock
broke in yo crib, she suckin’ my c*ck
dawg had a 9, pulled out a mop
tryna match two, that’s four to the pop
[verse]
the blocky was poppin’, boy had to duck
we flooded the scene, i’m runnin’ it up
f*ck a fn, i’m coppin’ a pump
like a ex b*tch, that shotty’ll dump you
cop yo own glock, you know it’s gon’ love you
spot got hot when the boys wanna come through
choppin’ and leave, we ready to run through
slappin’ a bag, i call it my kung*fu
peeked out the window, that chopper gon’ burn em
loaded the rack, i want tommy to hurt em
[?], you know that we earn em
ran to the bag, no i ain’t turnin’
back on the road, they laid in the truck
stuffin’ a five, these b*tches they learnin’
lookin’ at me like i give a f*ck
b*tch for the birds, know she be chirpin’
[pre*chorus]
i got a choppa with the big rounds
you got a choppa with the mini sounds
got the tommy gun, don’t play around
you a bird, boy, put the bag down
i don’t even really wanna know dude
everybody really wanna know dude
super saiyan his ass like goku
you ain’t really on my flow dude
[chorus]
bust at the scene, we shoot at the opps
he reach in his pocket, he ain’t have a glock
put four to his leg, and two to his top
one to his head, that body gon’ drop
you racin’ the bag, i’m beatin’ the clock
broke in yo crib, she suckin’ my c*ck
dawg had a 9, pulled out a mop
tryna match two, that’s four to the pop
bust at the scene, we shoot at the opps
he reach in his pocket, he ain’t have a glock
put four to his leg, and two to his top
one to his head, that body gon’ drop
you racin’ the bag, i’m beatin’ the clock
broke in yo crib, she suckin’ my c*ck
dawg had a 9, pulled out a mop
tryna match two, that’s four to the pop
aye, four to the pop
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