boy - bigxthaplug & big yavo lyrics
[intro]
(loko, what it do, man?)
[chorus: big yavo]
ayy, big backwood, we can smoke a four
lot of sh*t i do, n*ggas can’t afford
had a bag before siri, i trapped off the ‘droid
you get hit with fn, then it’s—
these n*ggas 12 just like colt mccoy
i’m servin’ cookies just like chips ahoy
i’m rocking water, my neck got a shore
wide body, got horse sh*t inside the garage
[verse 1: bigxthaplug]
ayy, listen, this bigx, b*tch, i’m the biggest
these women don’t want me, just want all my children
can’t tote the glocks if they don’t come extended
oh, he think that he with it?
if i tell ’em to spin, then my lil’ n*ggas spin it
just lit with thе gang, spent a ten on some tittiеs
my bm the best, spend a dub on her titties
got thirty for n*ggas that’s thinking they silly
[verse 2: big yavo]
yeah, x, it’s big on big
lil’ bruh glock ain’t regular, it’s rigged
play me like a square, i’ma fire up this cig’
‘fore i spoil lil’ shorty, gotta take care of my kids
trap havin’ hair, pull up, get you some wigs
ayy, what you know ’bout tryna get off some mids?
ayy, i’m double*wrapping the ‘za, it’s so loud, when i come through, you can hear it
roll over, get bread on the wake*up
man, that new glock there if you can’t duck it
had to send the pack back ’cause it ain’t musty
diamonds hit day and night like kid cudi
pretty*ass stick case it get ugly
smack her, tell her be quiet like a big cousin
stir my left and my right, make it get chubby
12 got behind me, i’ma nick chubb ’em
ridin’ with a stunt and a mcdouble
[verse 3: bigxthaplug]
ayy, you can go ask my apartment, i really sold—
see, i jumped off the block back when i was a—
when i pick up my wrist, all these b*tches say—
bet they hear this new sh*t and say—
and we steppin’ on sh*t, it ain’t really nothin’ new
all these apes model with me, come straight out the zoo
feel like caesar, i taught all these apes how to shoot
no mask on a l!ck just to see what it do
every n*gga that’s with me gon’ slide like a nuke
i can’t cuff on a ho if that b*tch don’t produce
boy, this sh*t on my wrist the same price as your coupe
if i ever go broke, then it’s, “give me the loot”
had to get to the money, that sh*t through there the rule
they be loud on the ‘net, but in person, they mute
’cause it’s true, we be standin’ on sh*t like a boot
and my money grow every which way, call it groot (ayy, ayy)
[chorus: big yavo]
ayy, big backwood, we can smoke a four
lot of sh*t i do, n*ggas can’t afford
had a bag before siri, i trapped off the ‘droid
you get hit with fn, then it’s—
these n*ggas 12 just like colt mccoy
i’m servin’ cookies just like chips ahoy
i’m rocking water, my neck got a shore
wide body, got horse sh*t inside the garage
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