Paroles de la chanson Bigger Amount par Mack Ben Widdit

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Paroles de la chanson Bigger Amount par Mack Ben Widdit

Real trap nigga came up off the skizzell
Can't lend you nun all my shit for sizzell
Man I'm on fire like Denzel
Bitch ima starter yo boyfriend a bench player

Plus he a bitch player, fuck how they feel and dat's forever
Get out yo feelins Lil nigga do better
Boy I'm from Richmond not Memphis its level

No disrespect but they act like my shit don't exist
How could you miss my whole city lit, from the houses to bricks
Sellin dat gas buss a pound to the nicks
Movin dat work by the ounces and vicks

I'm thinkin mo than I ever imagined I know ima have it I gotta go get it
Fuckin this bitch and shе think she baddest really shе ratchet I like her titties
Niggas talk crazy I turn to John madden, call up my savage I send da blitz
Since I came home mane dese niggas been pissed

Walk up wit da smile you know how a snake hiss
Went from a quarter ounce straight to a brick
I need a porterhouse steak wit my fish,I got the pointers all up in the chain
It got the baddest hoes all on my dick, up in the right pocket might be a five

Up in the left pocket might be a ten, I see the scales when I'm whipping the work
The dope in the blender get mixed wit the Fyn
I'm goin fed the only way is big, I'm off the meds Ez off the Jiggs

Bitch give me head make her eat the kids, why all the real niggas doin bids
I'm tryna figure it out, I need a bigger amount
Sending that sack to my niggas they on, they got mo money than dese niggas home
I brought the bitches outside today, my name ain't biggie ain't findin faith

The way she suck dick ima sign her face, gimme a year and I'm buyin a Raif
I need a scar or that new amg or the demon or hellcat, I'm tryna race
I hit the A and it's strictly bout business won't go to no bar ain't no time to play

If it's bout money got time today, tell me why the law be all on niggas dick
I drop off the work and go pick up yo bitch, she hop in the whip and get straight to the spit
I'm on they ass ain't it, that shit happen fast ain't it, 3-65 mane
I coulda bought me like 5 chains, I get you plugged into five lanes, talkin legit business

You driving or house building, if you can dawg whisper I get you plugged in to the raw nigga
Don't play wit dat gun I'm the wrong nigga
Get you hit when I pick up the phone nigga, and he did it off the muscle
Now why he do dat? Cause ima strong nigga, I might be the realest in it

This ain't no music bitch dis how I'm livin, found me a plug and I ran up dem digits
Put on my cousins, brothers and my niggas, got out the way I gave em all my switches
Just don't forget where you get this shit at, if you can't do it den give the shit back
I'll do it myself fo I let niggas slack, I'll do it myself fo I pay me a tab to get niggas whacked

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