Big Truck

Neilaworld Uh, look, look, look, huh, huh Sick of bitch niggas from the city with that rappin' They know I make it happen, I ain't rappin' (uh-uh) I'm on dope, man, bitch, and I'm actin' (yeah) He'll diss me, bitch, and I smashed him (haha) Pop your top with that, it's up and stashed, it came so back together Bitch, I do you dirty, come through, swervin' with that black barretta Rolling loud, want million dollar cash, what 'bout Coachella? I want that shit that make you flash, 'cause it smoke better Racks on a nigga ho', racks, I just do it better Racks, that lil' nigga broke, I put his ass on top to stretch I'll rob you on the second time I met you, bitch Talkin' 'bout beefin', when I meet you, greet you with a blitz Man, I hate a pussy nigga Uh, I once had to shoot a pussy nigga Pussy boy, I see you lookin' at me I had them young niggas in your yard waitin' in your bushes, nigga Youngin pop out, wavin' with the rod, and he tryna cook a nigga I'ma act bad, and I'm gon' flash out these 30 jiggers Yеah, that's my feelings 'bout my cousin, and we murder niggas I'ma get him zippеd, straight out the rip that's if he swervin' with you Claim that he rare, know who he is, he got 'em savin' with you I'm a big truck (what?) Roll out them pills, inside the feel, I can not slip up We don't give no fucks, nigga, play, we tryna kill somethin' Tryna get my dick sucked, tell lil' mama, "Let me feel somethin'" I really be doin' them things that them niggas 'personatin' Them pussy niggas, they ain't 'bout nothin' and they some soldier hatin' I'll rob you, bitch, I'll shoot you bitch, I'll jack you out your paper Take all my chains off, jumped in with five, I'm tryna face 'em I don't trust no bitch, no, I know that that ho' gon' fuck on anybody lit around Nah, I'm with that street, come from that trench, pullin' kick doors They won't let me ball, wanna see a nigga fall down Want me to help 'em out or slit my throat, because they been broke (pussy nigga) Uh, I once had to shoot a pussy nigga (pussy nigga) Pussy boy, I see you lookin' at me I had them young niggas in your yard waitin' in your bushes, nigga Youngin pop out, wavin' with the rod, and he tryna cook a nigga I'ma act bad, and I'm gon' flash out these 30 jiggers Yeah, that's my feelings 'bout my cousin, and we murder niggas I'ma get him zipped, straight out the rip that's if he swervin' with you Claim that he rare, know who he is, he got 'em savin' with you I'm a big truck (what?) Roll out them pills, inside the feel, I can not slip up We don't give no fucks, nigga, play, we tryna kill somethin' Tryna get my dick sucked, tell lil' mama, "let me feel somethin'"