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big pointers - desto cash lyrics

[intro: desto]
take off, that was the plan
finessin’ bad and i ain’t take a day off
let’s go, go (sauce, sauce)
go (sauce), go

[chorus: desto]
take off, that was the plan
finessin’ bad and i ain’t take a day off
i just [?] to a [?]
i scratched off fast like let’s have a race off
all the opps downbad
i catch they ass, let shots off like playoffs
if he play, lay on him, stop
i’ma get it at all costs
walkin’ ’round wit’ a light sixty
so i keep me a light fifty
shots on me, ready to get jiggy
hand on my waist, this sh*t get sticky
big pointers hittin’ up, this sh*t glistenin’
(big pointers hittin’ up, this sh*t glistenin’)
(big pointers hittin’ up, this sh*t glistenin’)
(big pointers hittin’ up, this sh*t glistenin’)

[verse 1: lil uzi vert]
balenci’ runners, only time i’m tied down
havin’ this sh*t my way, my main (hey) b*tch hangin’ with my side now (side)
situation fishy, got them switchies like it’s cod now (brr, yeah)
i got ten cars in a nine car garage now (skrr, what, what, what, oof)
that b*tch was a three, i brought her a body, she a nine now (wow)
that show you i beat the odds
my b*tch like nicki, she want a minaj (whoa)
just like a vandal, my n*ggas gon’ slide (slide)
she tellin’ her friends that lil uzi provide (huh?)
i think that is a lie (what?)
“try ’em, baby,” i told her like, “nah” (nah)
she know we the best and she tryna get non (nah)
i’m not try have a aside (why?)
b*tch, you not bad, i know that’s just a facade (yah, haha)
if we don’t work, at least i know i tried (huh, huh, huh)
only fall for to them regular guys (yeah)
but that don’t mean i’m a small fry (uh*uh)
look at me, lil uzi, he is a god (a god)
smokin’ on gas and a n*gga too fried (sah, sah, sah)
smokin’ on gas and a n*gga t—
[bridge: lil uzi vert with desto]
ferrari, got a horse, his life is a piston
that hoe came in like sixty
that hoe came in with that fifty
my pockets, they fatter than—
this big pointers hittin’ up, this sh*t glistenin’
big pointers hittin’ up, this sh*t glistenin’
big pointers hittin’ up, this sh*t glistenin’
big pointers hittin’ up, this sh*t glistenin’

[chorus: desto, got plug?, both]
take off, that was the plan
finessin’ bad and i ain’t take a day off
i just [?] to a [?]
i scratched off fast like let’s have a race off
all the opps downbad
i catch they ass, let shots off like playoffs
if he play, lay on him, stop
i’ma get it at all costs
walkin’ ’round wit’ a light sixty
so i keep me a light fifty
shots on me, ready to get jiggy
hand on my waist, this sh*t get sticky
big pointers hittin’ up, this sh*t glistenin’
(big pointers hittin’ up, this sh*t glistenin’)
(big pointers hittin’ up, this sh*t glistenin’)
(big pointers hittin’ up, yah, this sh*t glistenin’)
[verse 2: got plug?]
i got so much sauce on the beat (somuchsauce)
i know it’s my destiny (lotta cash)
i know it’s my destiny (yuh)
turn me up, i kept the peace (whoa)
tryna beat my felony (uh, brr)
half a p*.223 (uh)
do it for stretch, be no leak (uh)
unity, that’s how i move with the team (uh)
paid the price, kept the receipts (woo)
i shoulda dropped this before the release
so much on my chest, don’t know how to release
don’t play with me or get punched in your t**th
i’m at the top, gettin’ harder to reach
i don’t know the feast, i put them out with defeat
me, al and dj, back when we had cleats
this one for erica, that’s mini me
i got a million rounds, i got a billion rounds
i need a meal for this sh*t like it’s dinnertime
down on my d*ck, how the f*ck could i criticize?
gh5 be the truth when i visualize
n*ggas been laughin’ at me like i’m richard pryor
f*ck all the industry, i’m with my n*ggas now
f*ck all the industry, it’s mississippi now
hunnid round drum, make it look like it’s mickey mouse
i’m sellin’ mo’ [?] to pull it up, trick it out
tit it out, hop in it, i’m takin’ different routes
i be with [?] choppa to [?] house
well it’s a private location, not diddy’s house
turn me up, i finna bring the whole city out
i change the climate, i swear i be trippin’ out
she got her titties out, pickin’ my n*ggas out
pushin’ this p up in memphis, i’m in the south
i got a drake with a bubba that og
i’m in atlanta, i be with chris kobe
this for the real n*ggas that really know me
i throw a big ounce for a lil beau peep
it’s 1*800 on the [?] ig, od
i been up [?] to [?] to a dope fiend
24*8 while i’m still goin’ kobe
why the f*ck bill jackson still tryna coach me?
they playin’ dolph in the club and he preachin’
it’s feelin’ heavenly, kick it like the deacon
somebody tell wayne that i need a feature
this one for desto, i love you regina
i must be dreamin’, somebody pinch me
why did i hop on a song with this sissy?
i coulda did this sh*t back up in la
no, i don’t wanna miss my baby first birthday
[outro: got plug?]
you’re welcome (shout out nemo, free [?])
(slime [?] p) cedro the hardest ([?])
(free all my—)
(free all my n*ggas)
wow, wayne, wow, wayne (yeah, whoever else is in [?])
(the motherf*ckin’ undeniable flavors)
(i’m talkin’ ’bout everybody, n*gga)
(i love y’all, i love y’all)
(it’s over with, n*gga)
i’m everywhere, n*gga ([?])
[?]
and more albums, and more albums, and more albums
and more albums, and more albums

- desto cash lyrics

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