a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

red beam - bigbabygucci & alois lyrics

[intro]
[?]
ooh, bi*bighead on the beat

[chorus: alois]
yeah, white girl with me just like [?]
we in the big*body baby (big*body), this not a limousine (this not a limousine)
we in that wide*body baby, point at you with that red beam (shoot that red beam), yeah
we came fully loaded, yeah (yeah), extend that magazine (extend that magazine)
i’m in the range, i got range
b*tch, i’m rob van, i’m insane (woah)
i put diamonds on you lil’ b*tch, i swear you can’t complain (no)
know i need you here with me, i put you on the plane
i’m outside, look for opps, b*tch, i’ll put you in my aim

[verse: bigbabygucci]
frying pan him, finna cook him like some swine (swine)
she a real eater, suck my d*ck, i d*mn near cried (yeah)
lost about four racks ’cause i get too d*mn high (high)
got a new rolex and i ain’t still never on time (tick*tick*tick)
i’m in yo’ hood, i got a big ‘k, i’m lil rari
rob that b*tch can’t— my eyes low, i’m like a sensei
i’m in a suit (ayy), lookin’ like hitman (ayy, ayy)
you n*ggas broke, i come through in big bank
i’m on a boat, icy with big gang
she finna choke
my cup so dirty, got hung with a rope
i’m not a stripper, i came with a pole
i lost my mind just like a remote
i’m doin’ fine, i’m selling out shows
just made a quarter, i’m goin’ for gold
he think that i’m lacking, he out of his mind
we puttin’ him in a position
the plug, he treat me just like a receipt but i’m cashin’ that b*tch in my vision
he talking, i shoot him, he trippin’
he think we gon’ leave us a witness
we catching bodies right after hibachi, let’s turn it to ongoin’ sentence
my shooter do yoga, he come to the scene, you know that he easing the tension
soon as it’s over, i keep it jehovah, i’m never gon’ lie to a b*tch
[chorus: alois]
yeah, white girl with me just like [?]
we in the big*body baby (big*body), this not a limousine (this not a limousine), yeah
we in that wide*body baby, point at you with that red beam (shoot that red beam), yeah
we came fully loaded, yeah (yeah), extend that magazine (extend that magazine), yeah
i’m in the range, i got range
b*tch, i’m rob van, i’m insane (woah)
i put diamonds on you lil’ b*tch, i swear you can’t complain (no)
know i need you here with me, i put you on the plane
i’m outside, look for opps, b*tch, i’ll put you in my aim

- bigbabygucci alois lyrics

Random Song Lyrics :

Popular