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550 (fivefifty) - ​​biggestbiggestbrat lyrics

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[intro]
yeah, yeah

[chorus]
i’m on the way to go get it
f*ckin’ my b*tch, my strap in her kidney
all of my shootas, they holdin’ 550
i’m ready for war, n*gga what’s the word
all of my shootas they all in that dirt
you plottin’ on me you get kicked to the curb
you said you want smoke, so then let’s work

[interlude]
let’s work
let’s work
let’s work
let’s work
let’s work
let’s work
let’s work
let’s work
let’s work
let’s work

[verse 1]
you n*ggas is not ‘bout that action
on yo’ block then we slide with a fn
if you talkin’ down, i’ll shoot up yo’ best friend
you n*ggas b*tches y’all smokin’ that vape pen
they inspired by me, n*gga cause i made them
ride on yo’ block n*gga causin’ mayhеm (causin’ yeah)
that nig’ a b*tch, like a n*gga name jason
african b*tch and shе got a big b*tt
you n*ggas my sons the f*ck up and sit up
you n*ggas do anything to get yo’ d*ck sucked
ain’t that yo’ thot? n*gga i can’t kiss her
got a bad b*tch, and she havin’ motion
n*ggas want ‘cause the commotion
yo’ b*tch p*ssy wetter than all the oceans
white plug, his name otis

[chorus]
i’m on the way to go get it
f*ckin’ my b*tch, my strap in her kidney
all of my shootas, they holdin’ 550
i’m ready for war, n*gga what’s the word
all of my shootas they all in that dirt
you plottin’ on me you get kicked to the curb
you said you want smoke, so then let’s work

[interulde]
like
uh, uh, uh, uh, (yeah)
uh, uh, uh, uh, (yeah)
uh, uh, uh, uh, (huh)
uh, uh, uh, uh, (huh)
uh, uh, uh, uh, (huh)
uh, uh, uh, uh, (yeah)
uh, uh, uh, uh, (yeah)
uh, uh, uh, uh, (huh)
uh, uh, uh, uh, (huh)
uh, uh, uh, uh, (huh)

[verse 2]
huh, you doin’ this nonsense
p*ssy n*gga need to stop it
you got tea, then you clock it
you not mine, b*tch you just a option
why you dealin’ with the opps, man
now you dealing with this glock, man
buss 30 shots at his top, man
and these n*ggas know, i’m the topman
off of these percs, i’m goin’ insane
if he tryna play, we shoot his membrane
i’m off of these drugs, don’t sh*t feel the same
you n*ggas is bored, go head play some games, like
[chorus]
i’m on the way to go get it
f*ckin’ my b*tch, my strap in her kidney
all of my shootas, they holdin’ 550
i’m ready for war, n*gga what’s the word
all of my shootas they all in that dirt
you plottin’ on me you get kicked to the curb
you said you want smoke, so then let’s work

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