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big one - kaliii lyrics

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[intro: kaliii]
kaliii (laser got the juice)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (d*mn carti, you goin crazy)
(road dinero)
(hitmaka)

[chorus: kaliii]
oh, he did his big one, with this one right here (one right here)
i be in his pockets, y’all b*tches be in his ear (hoe, shut up)
he want me to be his bm, b*tch get out my dm (b*tch)
if he can’t flaunt my bank account, then i can’t come and see him (phew)

[verse 1: kaliii]
i can’t hear sh*t n*gga, i’m like, “yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah” (yeah, n*gga)
yeah, n*gga, uh huh, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
uh huh, whatеver, n*gga, i’m like “yeah, yеah, yeah, yeah” (whatever)
make a n*gga panic, use my money to wipe my tears
left that ass on red, boy, you are what i said, boy (phew)
only blueface that i f*ck with, is the ones that’s dead, boy
he don’t like the trick, now you insulting my intelligence (what?)
i’m on late on rent, never, b*tch, my face and p*ssy, heaven sent (f*ck)
dodge a n*gga, h*llcat p*ssy, i can’t help but charge a n*gga (stupid)
groupie n*gga, out here d*ckridin’, must ain’t had no father figure (p*ssy)
whole bottle figure, i’m a wifey, ice me out in wafi, n*gga (ice me)
and if you ?, i ?, i got a problem with him (f*ck)
[chorus: kaliii, monaleo]
oh, he did his big one, with this one right here (one right here)
i be in his pockets, y’all b*tches be in his ear (blah, blah)
he want me to be his bm, b*tch get out my dm (b*tch)
if he can’t flaunt my bank account, then i can’t come and see him (nah, nah)
told him, better do his big one with this b*tch right here (big one)
he bought a rollie, i want philippe, i told him, “be for real”
i’m entitled, but he want me on some netflix and chill (the f*ck)
you can’t drop no d*ck off, n*gga, unless you paying the bills (ay, ay)

[verse 2: monaleo]
he a head master, did his big one, l*e*o, b*tch, the big one (yeah, yeah)
i don’t need a boss, i want a boss, ’cause, b*tch, i been one (yuh)
these n*ggas be poppin’ out in packs, it’s hard to pick one (sl*t)
don’t ask me if i talk to what’s her name, i’m asking, “which one?” (on god)
like nah, for real, which n*gga we talkin’ bout?
come and drop that head off, save the speech, i don’t want to talk it out (shh, sl*t)
if i don’t nut, n*gga, i’m walkin’ out (bye)
name a b*tch, that’s f*ckin’ with me, go ahead and call ’em out
b*tch, that’s what i thought (yeah)
give a f*ck about that table, n*gga, p*ssy all i brought (yeah, yeah, yeah)
ushy, gushy, ain’t no drought (uh huh)
i’m that b*tch, f*ck what you thought (nope, uh huh)
and don’t tell me, you can’t give head (huh?)
anything can be taught, come here, n*gga, open your mouth
[chorus: kaliii]
oh, he did his big one, with this one right here (one right here)
i be in his pockets, y’all b*tches be in his ear (blah, blah)
he want me to be his bm, b*tch get out my dm (b*tch)
if he can’t flaunt my bank account, then i can’t come and see him (nah, nah)
told him, better do his big one with this b*tch right here (big one)
he bought a rollie, i want philippe, i told him, “be for real”
i’m entitled, but he want me on some netflix and chill (the f*ck)
you can’t drop no d*ck off, n*gga, unless you paying the bills (ah, ah)

[outro]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

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