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PERFORMING ARTISTS
BIG30
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rodney Lamont Wright Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Zboy the Man
Producer
Ari Morris
Mixing Engineer
Leo Martinez
Assistant Engineer
Lirik
Brrrrr
Brrrrr
Big brrrrr
Brrrrr
Big Thirty
Aye
I pull up Maybach
Mink coat on with a dessert eagle
I'm CEO I talk they listen
I'm something like da preacher
I take care of serval people
I'm feeling like Benny Siegel
I love all my niggas hoe
My killer ain't one of my people
Well shit
I don't have to murder one of mine
You know I keep shit with da snakes
But I'm the biggest sliding
Ain't no nigga gave me nothin
Pussy all this shit is mines
Better go look outside
That's a million sitting on tires
Don't let that go over ya head
That's a million worth of cars
One of my bitches pull up
Wreck my million-dollar prize
I only fuck bitches with money
Beat that hoe back out for a hour
She screaming she running
She done nutted bout five times
I ain't even cumming
She like what it is bae
My pussy must ain't good or something
Shit I don't know I probably pop too many pills or something
Thinking bout m's or something
My nigga dead
I'm thinking bout kills or something
Fuck you think I'm letting that go
Still posted at dat store
Stomp a nigga died
Still trying to fuck his hoe
Up a few points on the score board
I'm trying to up it some more
Pull up on me car side all face shot
We got up close
You ain't no sniper boy
You wolfing wit dat fuck pole
Doing all that playing we catch you
We doing that most
I pull up Maybach
Mink coat on with a dessert eagle
I'm CEO I talk they listen
I'm something like da preacher
I take care of serval people
I'm feeling like Benny Siegel
I love all my niggas hoe
My killer ain't one of my people
Well shit
I don't have to murder one of mine
You know I keep shit with da snakes
But I'm the biggest sliding
Ain't no nigga gave me nothin
Pussy all this shit is mines
Better go look outside
That's a million sitting on tires
He one of the ones that's going to shoot his gun
It ain't got to be forced
You ain't got too send him out
I stop him from crashing out
I stop him from killing niggas brothers
Coming out da house
That ain't how you do it lil bruh
Just wait for his ass to come out
Soon as he turn his back
Open his door
You run his ass down
And you know whats after dat
Can't give these folks these murder skills
Take these boys to murder school
Teach them pussies how to kill
Aye
I pull up Maybach
Mink coat on with a dessert eagle
I'm CEO I talk they listen
I'm something like da preacher
I take care of serval people
I'm feeling like Benny Siegel
I love all my niggas hoe
My killer ain't one of my people
Well shit
I don't have to murder one of mine
You know I keep shit with da snakes
But I'm the biggest sliding
Ain't no nigga gave me nothin
Pussy all this shit is mines
Better go look outside
That's a million sitting on tires
In whips
Writer(s): Rodney Lamont Wright Jr.
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