(Ayo, Quantich, run them bands up)
Ski
(Ooh, Johnny) yeah
Rollin' 'round humble, but G'd up
Boy I got my game from Big B, yeah (big)
I done seen a boy go against the grain, pull up
Whole coupe turned Swiss cheese, yeah (yeah)
I'm in the G with my white boy
Talkin' 'bout corn and broccoli
Young boys on go, I can't miss sleep (yeah)
Bentley Bentayga, a Big B (yeah)
One thousand and six, that's a Big B
I gave game to the lil' bro
He re-in' on a brick now, I told him don't sell a brick, yeah (hmm)
You see the charges and sentencin' guidelines
Are different when you fuckin' with the heavyweight, yeah (for real)
Brought you to the water, I played my part
Gotta see what you demonstrate, yeah (played my part)
I'm the same 29, get a call from big co
Gotta pull up with the .38, featherweight (yeah)
2015, in that white
Ciroc or got it on that's no funny stuff
Fuck around, not sell us no grub, me and LB'll rob 'um
They'll cry and call cuzzy up (take that)
Back then I used to get on a train with three G-packs
Walk 'round the town and just fuck it up (fuck it up)
My lil' niggas gettin' nicked for the pokers in town
So the shotters 'n' the jakes know wassup with us (yeah, yeah)
When I was young I used to walk from Louis Sean graveyard
All the way to frontline to get Lizzie (yeah)
Chromes and Gutta prolly chase somethin' down, Pully chef somethin' up
By the time I hit Chick Chicken (yeah)
In my black Ralph tracky, got my flicky on my waist
Call my shots, and my little fuckin' phone here (yeah)
Had the pasta with the fiend, outside KFC (yeah)
KSG, pulled up, I'm on my toes nigga
All I need from you is honesty (yeah)
Molly water boost my confidence (yeah)
Cappers, we don't deal with fraudulence (you dig)
Snitches do not get acknowledgment (you dig)
I'ma go 'n' fund the war for them (you dig)
They tryna score it's a tournament (you dig)
Gotta speak from my heart, fuck an audience
We was oppressed now we dominant (ski)
I fucked around, showed too much love
They abusin' my love, got me thinkin' evil things (hmm)
See the game is the game, I'ma play it to my grave
I'ma deal with the shit that people bring (for life)
I know the real you, the one that you hate
Maybe that's why I see it how it is (I see it)
Still got corn for my bros, crackhead friend when I was eight years old
He was teethin' out the crib (ski)
But now I done grew up (ski)
She a princess, I might pick her shoe up (ski)
Ex broke her heart, I'ma buy her a new one (ski)
Baggin' up in the pink, you a white in the hoover we get it
I'ma fly her to Venice, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Five star spa, she replenished, yeah (yeah, yeah)
When you fuckin' with me can't regret it
I bet that your ex gets the message, you dig? (Yeah, yeah)
We come from the jungle (yeah)
Got some fire arms, bro we don't tumble (yeah)
Hair long and real, call her Rapunzel (yeah)
Plug is flingin' the coca in bundles (yeah)
I'm a sinner I say what I want to (oh)
We go shoppin' I buy you some lunch too (oh)
I done seen a few real niggas crumble (yeah)
Made a killin' off beat like a bumble (yeah)
I'm chillin', I'm in my Khamis (yeah)
I'ma fly to Egypt with capris (yeah)
I won't lie, I sweep 'em off their feet (yeah)
Close your eyes and picture out the scene (yeah)
Hope Allah forgives me when we meet (yeah)
Hear the lies on my name, it's ridiculous
Moncler with the fur, it's indigenous
I'm in court, tryna assert my innocence
Name infamous (ski, ski, ski)
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Big B - D-Block Europe
