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big sb - damjonboi lyrics

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[intro]
n*gga, big sb is the clique that i claim
know some real n*ggas that claim the same thing
they don’t want war, these n*ggas want peace
now guess how many carats in this sb piece

[verse]
flyin’ up the mile in this big*ass benz (skrrt)
baby playin’ roles, now i’m f*ckin’ on her friend, yeah (yeah)
i told her meet me on the 10 (let’s get it)
n*gga play it crazy, i’ma hit him with this fin
i’m so used to setting trends
counted up a dub, gave my baby mama ten, yeah
ain’t too proud from this sh*t that i done did (i ain’t)
i’m just prayin’ god forgive me for my sins
you tryna cuff a ho and you know that she a freak (stupid)
runnin’ up bags every day of the week (stupid)
i’m still trippin’ off of b (ah)
sometimes i sit back and just wish that it was me (gang)
poppin’ p’s like i get them b*tches free
real p, i might charge your b*tch a fee (charge a fee)
they don’t want war, these n*ggas want peace (uh?)
now guess how many carats in this sb piece (boy)

[interlude]
what’s wrong with these n*ggas, man?
you keepin’ your feets on these n*ggas’ neck?
these n*ggas know we was comin’ last
man, y’all n*ggas in the past, you know what i’m talkin’ ’bout?
big sb
i’m talkin’ ’bout foot on n*ggas’ necks
n*gga, this heavy press
and i don’t care about the rest, know what i’m talkin’ ’bout?
f*ck wrong with you stupid*ass n*ggas?
[chorus]
n*gga, big sb is the clique that i claim (yeah)
know some real n*ggas that claim the same thing (yeah)
still in the zone, givin’ young n*ggas the game
get a n*gga knocked off for a pair of frames
her value went down, she started f*ckin’ with a lame
unc’ got rich f*ckin’ ’round with the ‘caine
i done lost everybody, in my voice, you hear the pain (d*mn)
got love for them boys, but it’d never be the same
i’m eastside fresh, ‘miri jeans, white tee (white)
n*ggas d*ck suckin’, wanna be like me (d*mn)
took twenty*five hundred, went and bought my b*tch a coat (no cap)
pulled out a loaf, mama think i’m sellin’ dope
dog used to have a bag, now he ’round this b*tch broke (sh*t)
dropped out of high school, started sellin’ coke
b*tch, i be out in ‘nap like i play for the colts (yeah)
your n*gga just a rapper, i’m a motherf*ckin’ g.o.a.t. (sh*t)

[outro]
godd*mn
man, you n*ggas mad, shut the f*ck out somewhere with that stupid*ass sh*t you n*ggas talkin’ ’bout, man
n*gga, n*gga, it’s the biggest of the biggest, you know what i’m talkin’ ’bout
talkin’ ’bout the motherf*ckin’ nation
you punk*ass n*ggas can’t stand a chance
woah
man, godd*mn, n*gga, pass me my motherf*ckin’ drank

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