BIGGAVEL

歌詞

(Grow up, nigga) Brrt Stupid, aight Tsh, fuck they talkin' bout? Yeah (Crete, crete, crete, crete, crete) My momma mistakin' my bitches White bitch cleanin' my dishes I still leave a boat with the fishes I still won't sip on the Tris' I bought her a birkin, she did me dirty, and I still think she delicious Speakin' on me, so I know he depressed, I hope he Cobain himself I'ma go fuck these bitches He can get everything 'cept these bullets, and that's just hardcore physics I won't give a bitch my digits Somethin' happen to me, I ain't trippin I know all my dogs gon' run and get vengeance Flesh shot, give a fuck 'bout a witness Get back, if you don't, we some bitches These low-tier bitches is some business Fuck 'em all like a Teddy on missions If I get on that time, it get vicious I don't ever move 'round with militias In tempt, but if you cross me, then I'm crossin' you back like Isiah on Pistons Heard them boys hopin' and wishin', they would've listened Three hunnid RP's, they stuffed in a box Dawg, he ridin' 'round me, 'round town with the knocks I used to knock on their door to see if I could cut they grass from block to block Now I buy stocks and Rolls Royce trucks I used to sweep up hair at the shop Nah, for real, facts Ecstasy pills by the pack, ha, Molly came by the pound, huh Codeine came out the crate, can't fuck with no niggas who rape Creep at that boy on skates, preachin' the word like Jake's These bitches gon' fuck a face I'm tryna go big, like Ace I'm tryna go big, Biggavel I was poppin' some shit they could smell I been up on the ave' since twelve Pulled a trigger with paint on my nails Pussy On a high, this is not a debate On a high, this is not a d- On a high, this is not a debate I be trickin', but don't got a cape I'm disturbin' the peace of L.A White bitch in the Porsche truck hate me Tell me that yo' pussy is real I payed for that shit like the bill Bad karma, 'cause looks can kill I bought her a Birkin, said, "Welcome to Hell" He fell off, he posted a grill, the one of us cashin', we won't get a bail I don't gotta explain myself, spent that shit like I payed myself She so pretty, I invest in her swimsuit Brand new and that's gon' stay on the shelf Two-face king, you can meet the other me, but that's if you make it there Curious enough, I'll take you there I wrote half of this verse in the Bentley I just took her to reach to city She a weirdo ho like Missy Fishtail in the track, got dizzy, ayy Fishtail in the track, got dizzy Fishtail in the track, got dizzy Fishtail in the track, got dizzy