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BIG30

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It don't get no bigger then this shit
(Once again, I'm locked in with TP we finna make a hit)
Free Shiesty
Blrrrd, blrrrd
(Jordan produced)

I really don't say the biggest no more this shit get no bigger
I had niggas let me down and I put faith in all them niggas
I shot Drac' for all them niggas, I spent paper on all them niggas
Every time I'm the driver, I high speed chase for all them niggas
Can't I'm the driver, I has me check for all them niggas
[?] gang, I'm damn near two inches from [?]
Jesse Hurst, seventy fiver hundred, watch the game or buy a watch
Get the spazzin' off them pills, my bitch hate when I'm off bars
My hoe been mad for three days, I'm so high, can't get no hard

It ain't you, baby, it me, I'm just high, baby, on God
Now I gotta [?], before I go, gotta let it [?]
Fuck you going through my phone for, (Fuck) hoe mind your business
Worried 'bout that one ass hoe, I swear to God, I got them bitches
Old stupid-ass hoe, hood eatin' ass bitch
He said he fuck my BM, I'm so I fucked both of his bitches
[?] on 300k, picked her up, seven fifty
The other one, not hittin', 'cause she thought 30 was trickin'
Eventually I hit it and I get a hoe opinion
Gave her lil' girl a pink fifty then shot back to the trenches
Yup, right back to the block, the studio in the dope spot
Get you a feature or get served, get a verse or a crack rock
Got a fiend, spot on third, [?] walkin'
I don't give a fuck who twin shot, if he shot him, he shot him
Beat Box that boy ass with that switch 'cause we spot him and got him
He tried to laugh like he got grazed, head tap, shattered
He tried to call his cousin, [?] bag on his bladder
Hit the whole car like fuck who got hit, really don't matter
One drop, two drop, I'm handing out family gather
We both ghosting but I'm Tommy and you is a Casper
I never see you, no where literally, where you at man?
I'm in the trenches everyday, boy, feet on land
Don't speak on me, I get shit done, he thought I was playing
Boy you ain't [?], we can go band for band
The biggest in the city, richer than their whole committee
You ain't even lookin', how the fuck is you gon' catch me slippin'?
Got footprints everywhere, first step and we comin' through squishing
Speak on my child again, no ashes, [?] comin' up missin'
Yeah, pussy, matter of fact, that's on Lucy
I beef with killers, this my last time respondin' to [?]
Fill up a million plus, I would never become a user
Your BM, ask me for security like where is your shooter

I really don't say the biggest no more this shit get no bigger
I had niggas let me down and I put faith in all them niggas
I shot Drac' for all them niggas, I spent paper on all them niggas
Every time I'm the driver, I high speed chase for all them niggas
Can't I'm the driver, I has me check for all them niggas
[?] gang, I'm damn near two inches from [?]
Jesse Hurst, seventy fiver hundred, watch the game or buy a watch
Get the spazzin' off them pills, my bitch hate when I'm off bars
My hoe been mad for three days, I'm so high, can't get no hard

Fuck nigga
Now let this sink in, nigga
You niggas can't fuck with me, nigga
Like I said, nigga
I'm still a million plus up, nigga
I'm still mister seven car, really eight
I don't care [?] my little slider, bitch ass nigga
You niggas ain't got more money than my kid, nigga
Quit playin' with me lil' boy, before I break this shit out
And you know what I do with it
I'ma [?] with this shit, nigga
Fuck you talkin' 'bout nigga, you ain't never seen this type of cash I seen
You ain't gon' never see it
[?] ass nigga
Shrimp ass nigga
You a real boy to me nigga
Don't play with me nigga, you a, you a
Nigga, you should be scared to talk to a nigga like me like that, nigga
Fuck you talkin' 'bout nigga
You a hoe nigga, I'm a gangster, pussy