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big shitter - stanwill lyrics

[intro]
ah, huh, yeah, huh
huh, yeah, huh
alright, huh, huh

[hook]
ha, big sh*tter, b*tch
bin fire, every car slam, ain’t no hit or miss
all this dog on me now, b*tch, i’m mr. sh*t
i’ll probably miss a layup ‘fore i miss a b*tch
huh, big sh*tter, big sh*tty, b*tch, i’m sh*tting on ’em
n*ggas used to laugh and b*tches chose but i’m winning now
i ain’t understand when i was broke but i get it now
now it’s x, x, x, x when i spin around

[verse 1]
ayy, certified sh*tter, toilet paper should endorse a n*gga
ksubi jeans, got a sushi roll in my foreign denim
foreign rental off a little punch and i’m flooring in it
giffy trip, glock, ar pistol, i be touring with it
huh, ayy, i don’t clock in, i just scam and i chip jam
run around with four pockets full, i’m the sh*t man
i’m a assh0l* ’cause i’m knowing i’m the sh*t, man
t*double h*l, i can let my kit dance
chain water, pieces’ fire, i’m the avatar
tron off the za, let him drive and he crashed the car
if it’s really up, i’ll have my ‘rillas tear yo ass apart
still play with slides, a lot of y’all left them at the park
ah, b*tch, i’m still sliding
mcqueen head wrap, bins fire, b*tch, i’m bin laden
they ain’t never liked to play it fair, gang and them violent
i can wake up and make a dub when i feel like it
brodie throwing gang signs up like he doctor strange
telescope on the ar, catch a shot from range
the beef could start at 7:59, get him shot at 8
i, yeah, yeah
[hook]
ha, big sh*tter, b*tch
bin fire, every car slam, ain’t no hit or miss
all this dog on me now, b*tch, i’m mr. sh*t
i’ll probably miss a layup ‘fore i miss a b*tch
huh, big sh*tter, big sh*tty, b*tch, i’m sh*tting on ’em
n*ggas used to laugh and b*tches chose but i’m winning now
i ain’t understand when i was broke but i get it now
now it’s x, x, x, x when i spin around

[verse 2]
ayy
ayy, i could blow a dub and still win, nah, think about it
if you say it’s up and see me out, you better be about it
i was really dreaming ’bout a m before i seen a thousand
like, couple thousand on me right now
ha, yeah, ha
nah, for real, b*tch, i’m thumbing through it right now
ars, glocks, why the f*ck would i fight now?
i ain’t f*ck with english class but now i read and write
balenciaga sandals, walk around like i’m jesus christ
gang and them was wrapping sh*t before they ever seen a mic
i’ll probably
glock got a green light, funny how it stop opps
ugly*ass thousand dollar kicks when i hopscotch
hundred rounds, it’ll be tomorrow when the shot stops
lobster tail in my alfredo when i pasta
[hook]
ha, big sh*tter, b*tch
bin fire, every car slam, ain’t no hit or miss
all this dog on me now, b*tch, i’m mr. sh*t
i’ll probably miss a layup ‘fore i miss a b*tch
huh, big sh*tter, big sh*tty, b*tch, i’m sh*tting on ’em
n*ggas used to laugh and b*tches chose but i’m winning now
i ain’t understand when i was broke but i get it now
now it’s x, x, x, x when i spin around

[outro]
ha, big sh*tter, b*tch
bin fire, every car slam, ain’t no hit or miss
all this dog on me now, b*tch, i’m mr. sh*t
i’ll probably miss a layup ‘fore i miss a b*tch

- stanwill lyrics

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