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big ass shoes - splurge lyrics

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[intro]
glizzy, what you cookin’ up?
go, hold on, yeah, nah, i ain’t switching sh-t up, n-gga
yeah, still the same splurge, n-gga
yeah, hold on, gone, yeah

[chorus]
big -ss shoes, they don’t like that, uh
whole lot of jewels, they don’t like that, uh
neck tattoos, they don’t like that, uh
i keep a tool, they don’t like that, uh
when i hit from the back, do a clap-back, uh
f-ck around and put it on snapchat, uh
my b-tch ain’t for sh-t, where the bag at? uh
lay down on the ground, where the stash at? uh

[verse]
sack on me, n-gga, let’s go (let’s go)
racks on me, n-gga, let’s go (let’s go)
shooters with me everywhere that i go
gucci on me, that be head to the toe
i done bring her that lard, i don’t f-ck with them folks
i’ma k!ll you and you if you try to play me, ho
i don’t care what you got, be looking like soap
she tryna f-ck ’cause my diamonds on snow
young n-gga slimy, he wipin’ your nose
don’t care ’bout no rapping, that’s what they don’t know
farragut sneakers, i got ’em from [?]
they think i’m a ghost, i hop out of that ghost (skrrt)
i get that pack, make it fly coast to coast
i own my vato, he pour up a dos, yeah
hop out that jet
how ’bout i hop out that jet with tec
my shooter got road rage, make n-ggas red
she did not know me, still give me s-x, ha
think i forgot
think i forgot about coppin’ that drop
think i forgot about shootin’ your spot
n-ggas gon’ die tryna diss and get hot
i’m finna guarantee somebody get shot
in the trap, you can smell what i cook, rock

[chorus]
big -ss shoes, they don’t like that, uh
whole lot of jewels, they don’t like that, uh
neck tattoos, they don’t like that, uh
i keep a tool, they don’t like that, uh
when i hit from the back, do a clap-back, uh
f-ck around and put it on snapchat, uh
my b-tch ain’t for sh-t, where the bag at? uh
lay down on the ground, where the stash at? uh

[outro]
[?] gang, we uppin’ them glocks
i’m with the gang, we send one hundred shots
i told my b-tch, “bring a whole lot of pot”
dexter just came with a whole lot of wok, yeah

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