G (Freestyle)

I'M A G (Freestyle)

BIG REZ

BGBN THE MOVEMENT

[Verse 1]

You looking at the Dirty South savior,

Lord Rezione, ‘bout that paper—I'm stapler.

I done seen that cane turn a brother into Abel,

I do it for the chillen from the sticks with no cable.

Have you ever raised antennas to get a signal?

Flea market Girbauds, I’m jumping to sharpen pencils.

Life move fast — Granny prayers move faster,

If you don't shift gears, you’ll forever move backwards.

9mm turn a jacker into Casper,

I like my women thicker than the bricks that make a castle.

When sht get tough — ion fold — I change the pampers,

open my own doors — ain’t sht I can’t handle.

You nggs need to learn who you fkin’ with,

The stove on — and I don't even need an oven mitt.

Big Black ngga , fresher than a peppermint,

I put these boots on — ya auntie think a ngga Heaven-sent.

I breeze by ‘em — dripping fire —

I’m the elements.

It’s Roll Tide Alabama,

With my elephants.

Big Rezione — name a ngga harder,

Drought season over ngga,

S/O to The Carter.

Uh.

Written by: BIG REZ

BGBN THE MOVEMENT