Yeah,
that's why I'm crawling,
I'm a big,
big body
I got that top falling, stick, stick at it
You get a penny for your thoughts,
killer get stacks
I eat till I'm obese, sit, sit, fat
I'm going, going while I flip through the hood
Big diamonds shining,
flying while I'm gripping a boot
I'm going,
going,
going,
going,
I flip,
I flip through the hood
Afraid, afraid of body, afraid, afraid of
Afraid, afraid of body, afraid, afraid of
Tear,
tear,
mother fuckers,
hell yeah,
bitch,
I'm back
Tipping down the boulevard in a Fleetwood black
Got the feel foul and Trump power,
acting bad on the cops
Skinny blue,
pink,
hoes bopping in the parking lot
Sitting side ways, purple stuff, got me looking
All these diamonds on my neck,
hell yeah,
my * gleaming
I'm a boss, ho, ho, ho, I'm a thorn
I'm a boss,
ho,
ho,
ho,
I'm a thorn I'm a boss,
ho,
ho,
ho,
I'm a thorn
Going,
going,
going,
put a wrap,
crush the dick sucker Who the * are you?
Make the chain
Pull my thing,
hogging in that turning lane Pimping hoes,
flipping foes,
pulling up on them swings
Ain't no sipping in my pimping,
ain't no whack off in my max Make these hoes
break they self when I pull up in the lab
Demotivated foes,
homie,
when you see me poking back I'm repping for the whole block,
behind ten,
sipping proper drink
Smoking side with D's,
yeah,
pumping hoes,
still stuck,
yo,
big chrome Thames and Eagle
Wood grain dripping,
they crying,
repping *,
them boys looking mad,
hate to see a hog winning
In a blue line,
mouth tied,
coming down,
yeah,
at the roof throwing gang signs,
bitch,
I'm a sign
Bang,
bang,
you big hog,
we a nigga,
we a south God gotta have a flag,
but that's real,
being loud
We a,
we a holy grind,
though,
represent your name Bang,
you good brains,
they lost the game,
yeah
You know,
if Monica talk my name,
it'll kinda sound like Brazil,
man
That's me,
nigga,
Killer Gorilla,
B.H.O.,
we serving the collection,
nigga