Big on Big lyrics

[Producer's (?) Tag] : "Aye, let that sh*t ride, Tay"

[Intro: Big Yavo]
Aye, we goin' Big on Big, b*tch
Tell [?] in the [?], b*tch
And I ain't talkin' no square, aye
Got the Glock aim at yo' hair, no cap, aye, no cap
Let's go

[Verse: Big Yavo]
My pockets fell like the [?] professor
White boy named Devin, I ran it like Hester
Matter fact, him name Trevor, aye

[Verse: ATM Big Will]
Shootin' sh*t up, n*gga think it's a [?]
Aye, two plug can't f*ck with no skeezer
Might slide in the tank, with a top wife beater
Aye, I been sippin' on [?]s in the regal
Big high, pour a four in a [?]

[Verse: Big Yavo]
Let's go, big high pour a four in a Phantom
Big show, f*ck the hoe in the Sprintеr
Country boy, you know b*tch I'm from 'Bama
On the block feel like Tyson Chandler
Sеnd the bless, yo' ass better scramble
Gettin' big sh*t, need a bigger temple
Get me a op b*tch, [?]
Don't ask me sh*t, I won't ever answer
[Verse: ATM Big Will]
There I go [?], Phantom
Presidential, pull up in a Phantom
Fat n*gga, but she say I'm handsome
Roll [?] Tide, like we playin' for 'Bama
Aye, finna f*ck a white hoe name Anna
Rocking designer, ain't talkin' no Panda
Aye, Jake called me a jug it's a [?]
Get head from Alicia, more keys than piano

[Verse: Big Yavo]
Let's go, f*cking on Sam
Get head from Carly, white boy life sh*t gnarly
Aye, I'm eating good, but I got folks still starving
Be with my Glock, like Shawn and Marlon
Stay with my Glock, brought that b*tch in a party
Won't do a show, and my gun ain't it loud
Reach for my chain, I'm-a dive in the crowd
My stick took a Perc, that b*tch shootin' for rounds

[Verse: ATM Big Will]
I got a Glock, you see in the hand
I treat it like the trash, ready to dump
Serving Exotic, I trap out the gas station
Fill em up, I'm ready to pump
Keep the [?]s, I'm boomin the hoe
From the East side, all the way to the [?]
Playing Big Yavo, we slumped
Call Lil Jon, cause you know that I'm "crunk"
[Verse: Big Yavo]
And don't play [?], that sh*t get you killed
Get popped like a Percocet pill
Aye, no cap on my round, street n*gga for real
[?] smoke that [?], then it is
Stand up and it's stuck, n*gga it is what it is
Put the Glock to his chest, like a bill
Aye, payed two rack just to find where he live
Tyreek walk down like a hill
Give me a beat, I'm-a eat
I ain't missing no meals
{?] big bucks, I do a hit out of big trucks
Aye, di*k in her mouth like hiccups, aye
New op, sh*t smoking like Chris Tuck
I'm like [?] block [?] sh*t tucked
She knew she was f*cking, soon as she got picked up
No more old hoe [?], switch up

[Verse: ATM Big Will]
Whole gang go dumb, she sticked up
Freak hoe, whip it out, whipped cream, licked up
Beat a n*gga head in, kicked up
Deal on the block, coming in, got it bricked up
Glock 9 in my hand, but the stick tucked
Punch his ass out at the gate, that's a fistf*ck
Pull up to a ATM, on a scooter with them sticks out
And hit a Brinks Truck
Fat boy, with a big sack
This ain't a party, but the Draco got a kick-back
Spin his wheel, like a kit-kat
And I'm drippin' designer, outfit, mismatch
n*gga 12, call dispatch
Ain't wit' all that talkin', my n*gga that chit-chat
Pop his ass, like a Tic-Tac
[?] just like a pack, when I shoot it I'm-a flip that
[Outro:]
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