Big (Oreo Pt. 2) lyrics

[Intro]
You will never get this
I remember f*ckin' b*tches in my cellar (Shoot through your car door, shout out to Cardo)
You will never get this, f*ckin’ b*tch (Cardo got wings)
Ay, ay, ay

[Chorus]
Tryna rap sh*t, clock goes "tic-tac" (Tic-tac)
Time's running fast, can't take a little nap (Little nap)
They stuck in 2017, these kids making dab
They ain’t have a rhytmn, these boys making sh*t rap (Yeah)
It's funny how they think, that you won't get this
The only funny thing is that they act satanistic
I don't get money for my songs, that's so sh*t
I just do that for fun, maybe I'll explode big in future

[Verse 1]
They believe in me now, they say "Tobs you got this"
I remember when they hatin' on me like a selfish b*tch (Yeah)
They only said, that I just should drop this
Lucky I never listened to them, music's lit, ay
Ay, that b*tch wanna f*ck me now, even she said that I was sh*t (Alright)
So, I gave her di*k that I could have a little fun, plot twist (Like that)
I just grabbed some b*tches, in my bed moshpit (What?)
She don’t pray, nah, but she’s on her knees, ay (Oh)
My b*tch from Japan, she speaks japanese (Yeah)
She crazy, she sippin' the lean with the beans
I have a bad taste but that girls humor like Mr. Beans’ (What?)
She crazy, she sippin' the lean with the beans
[Chorus]
Ay, tryna rap sh*t, clock goes "tic-tac" (Tic-tac)
Time's running fast, can't take a little nap (Little nap)
They stuck in 2017, these kids making dab
They ain’t have a rhytmn, these boys making sh*t rap (Yeah)
It's funny how they think, that you won't get this
The only funny thing is that they act satanistic
I don't get money for my songs, that's so sh*t
I just do that for fun, maybe I'll explode big in future

[Verse: 2]
Ay, hold up, let me sip that lean
Sippin' red, let it bleed with the beans
Like that asian b*tch, f*ck her like in her dreams
Sip' that muddy, kill all my demons (Yeah)
On my row, heartbreak hoe, I'm not her overdose (Alright)
If she die today, I don't care, percy are her bros (What?)
On her head, red aliens, her eyes turn black (Black)
She's the same like her mom, her mom's on crack (What?)
Double up my cup, sippin' stronger
If I won't stop, I'm not gon' live longer
I have so much stress, so much drama
I need just help, help me out of my trauma

[Chorus]
Ay, tryna rap sh*t, clock goes "tic-tac" (Tic-tac)
Time's running fast, can't take a little nap (Little nap)
They stuck in 2017, these kids making dab
They ain't have a rhytmn, these boys making sh*t rap (Yeah)
It's funny how they think, that you won't get this
The only funny thing is that they act satanistic
I don't get money for my songs, that's so sh*t
I just do that for fun, maybe I'll explode big in future
[Outro]
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