Bar 4 Bar

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[Verse 1: Big Boogie] VVS [?] Chopper [?] go south [?] in the city, the way I be [?], [?] played on [?] [?] no miles The face on the internet, profile [?] smile, you catching her kissing me, bitch baby girl [?] Fuck this game, the players be pissing me off, I'm trying not to go foul 23 big dawg, 1 child Money like [?] big pile [?] step in the kitchen [?] we ain't shooting up no crowd [?] [?] fuck up [?] life [?] When I drink lean, it's over Racks [?] When I record, it's over When I'm done, I trap in the [?] I got this shit in a choker VVS diamonds made out of choker [?] Glock, no holster I'm fucking this opp, can't post her Nigga I'm big dawg, big [?] big murda, [?] shit Big house, money long, family good, I ain't worried 'bout shit [?] number one, big trending, I'm in the mix Big 50, big bullits, gun licance, [?] They wanna see me right back in the hood, that's the old me These niggas playing up under me Cross me out, [?] These niggas dissing me, up in they songs, this shit [?] me I want the money, pronto When I'm in Memphis, I pull up on huncho I'm in Atlanta, condo [?] block up the front door Bankroll big, sumo [?] diamonds, they changing like Uno Big dawg, Cliffard, Cujo [?] butterfly [?] [?] I caught me an opp [?] These niggas drowning in [?] [?] need more These niggas crawling, cockroach I'm baking the cake, pot roast [?] [?] [Verse 2: Yo Gotti] I'm big Gotti, big paper, more haters I ain't trippin at all Enomies link, and you know I ain't trippin Cause I go slat on 'em all Big dawg, never folding Big cases, never toating [?] never droven Talk big work, never sold it Young nigga [?] never hold it I can [?] with the vultures [?] for the culture [?] the jeans and they [?] We up on them peoples, a landslide You went to the 'Gram when your man died You posting them guns, you ain't never fired You from the city, not my side Rich [?] big choppers Big profit, everything [?] [?] 50 mill, [?] who the fucking stopping us? And [?] got that Glock with us Them people still watching us We in the picture, no cropping us I'm in the kitchen, it's locking up [?] no stopping us [?] We only live once [?] fast life [?] passed life I got that bag and [?] [?] you so confedential I'm loving your physical, but it's mental And [?] loyalty's so esential [?] rentals Tracking numbers [?] when I send [?] [?] I'm a rapper, that's how I spend [?] [?] with the gang, you know what we give them I like Thanksgiving in December Everybody at my table gon eat Rap shit look like [?] I got [?] in my addic [?] tatted We got mansion [?] Like my ho a little ratchet And I keep that ratchet [?] jacket [?] come through [?]
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Credits
- Writers
- Yo Gotti
- Big Boogie