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big bag - cheque lowkks lyrics

in upper county catch me riding with my ese’s
couple of em shooters
couple of em writing essays

knowledge over money cae the f*cking the sensei
huh huh yea
you know what the f*ck is up
i got more dough than upper crust
you talkin sh*t then imma have to hit em’ with a uppercut
i be on the up n up
roll it up come puff with us
you only mad kuz you know that your hyna wants to suck us up
training in the dungeon with a gunman
karma cuts it up
gassing on this beat
other dudes can barely fill up
had to come and bless em like a reverend or a bishop
this ganga is getting lit up
some will cough and spit up
ima have to leave em with a cross like a phillips
blackjack 21, hit me i wont ever fold
born inside a freezer that’s the reason that i’m h*lla cold
raised up in the 90’s why my soul is looking h*lla old

big bag
ion even push weight
i just smoke it to the face
that’s a quarter p a day aye
big bag
ion even push weight
i just smoke it to the face
that’s a quarter p a day aye
big bag
ion even push weight
i just smoke it to the face
that’s a quarter p a day aye
big bag
ion even push weight
i just smoke it to the face
that’s a quarter p a day aye

always smoking on pressure
boy im talking big bags
if you aint got you money up better get back
f*ck all the chit chat
riding round town with my goons
get yo sh*t clapped
load another clip back
f*ck sleep
i’m always in the streets
only time i’m in the sheets
when i’m clapping on cheeks
if it ain’t bout the m*th*f*cking money
i don’t know then
you the type to flop before the turn like texas hold ’em
flowing like a river
yea my stomach getting bigger
that’s what happens when you only eat steak and shrimp for dinner
just young city sl!cker
coming out that upper county
seven six f*cking oh
i’ll represent it proudly
like d*mn where the day go
awful lot of syrup that’s inside that cup of faygo
got a 8 ball on the table
couple b*tches out the stable
yea i keep em on the payroll
but that neck stay wet or it’s on to next

ugh ima m*th* f*cking legend
seven six oh so you better pay attention
i got 28 grams in a zip
i put 36 zips in key
i got 16 loaded in the clip
only need one round then you see the blood drip
ugh
this that west side k!lla cali flow sh*t
this the type of music that we kicking down the door with
catch me riding through the city in a hatch back
hat black
snap back
hit em with a bap bap
where the f*ck my cash at
reaching for my backpack
trynna grip the d*mn strap
sparking like a d*mn match
fake left
then i hit em up with a right
i’m from straight up out the jungle
out here creeping in the night

- cheque lowkks lyrics

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