BMF (feat. Young Jeezy)

Washed up **** watchin' me, I'm on my shit now

Young dog used to fuck with weed, he sellin' bricks now

Bitch, I'm the, bitch, I'm the shit now

Big choppas, big Glocks, sellin' big pounds

Who can't move 'caine? Damn right

GT Mulsanne, I want five pints

Big keys, big dreams, Big Meech

One **** won't be the fall, is you shitting me?

Cutty told me I can get 'em all, how you gettin' these?

42 for them and they lockin', ****, how many?

I'm turnt, even with a couple pendin'

Fuck her, she ain't write when I got sentenced

I just pray when it goes down, you keep it solid

All my **** stayed ten toes down on they indictments

Black tee, black Glock, black 'Cedes

They a dub, ****, four bricks, that's eighty

Got 2 million stashed in the stash house

Paid 6 million, that was for my last house

Bag touched down, everybody got excited

And when it went down, everybody got indicted, huh

Bitch, I'm the, bitch, I'm the shit now

Big choppas, big Glocks, sellin' big pounds

Who can't move 'caine? Damn right

GT Mulsanne, I want five pints

Big keys, big dreams, Big Meech

One **** won't be the fall, is you shittin' me?

Cutty told me I can get 'em all, how you gettin' these?

Countin' money like Baby, been big timin'

'05, ****, yeah, these throwback diamonds

Countin' them millions 'fore they ever dropped a wraith

Been wearin' platinum 'fore they ever dropped a date

'Raris back to back, ****, we just bought the lot

I just left Target, ****, had to buy a pot

Ask about me in Detroit, I'm a Pyrex legend

Tell the judge free the real, yeah, the Southwest Legends

Young ****, penthouse filled with all juice

Million dollars, cash on me come from all food

Bitch, I'ma, bitch, I'ma, lick now

Quit callin', tellin' me to put them bricks down

Matte blue Lamb' in the hood, ****, that's Doggie

Throw his shit back with that wood, it ain't not talkin'

Hoes selling bricks, we still juggin', shoutout my lawyer

Every week a new skrrrrr, rest in peace, Richy Porter

Bitch, I'm the, bitch, I'm the shit now

Big choppas, big Glocks, sellin' big pounds

Who can't move 'caine? Damn right

GT Mulsanne, I want five pints

Big keys, big dreams, Big Meech

One **** won't be the fall, is you shittin' me?

Cutty told me I can get 'em all, how you gettin' these?