Big Baller Brand

Album cover art for "Big Baller Brand" by Drego & Beno & Prince Jefe & ShredGang Mone & BandGang Masoe

Drego & Beno & Prince Jefe & ShredGang Mone & BandGang Masoe - Rap

Big Baller Brand

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Duration: 3:21

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[Intro] Jose the Plug [Verse 1: BandGang Masoe] Boy, that bitch ain't even bad, she decent Just turned a faithful ho into a cheater, yeah We runnin' through them scales like a Libra This chopper rock the boat like Aaliyah, yeah Well, I get it, distribute it to my people They snorters, they don't like to fuck with needles I'm ridin' 'round with beans like he Sigel Doin' dirt got me stripes like Adidas, yeah Hell nah, we can't kick it, this ain't FIFA Run up on me, we'll bake you like Anita Quick to hit a nigga queen like Latifah You can't hide for too long, we gon' meet you, nigga Stack this shit up like it's Legos I don't fuck with dawg because he pay low Do I need to say more? Quick to drop dirty shit in the Faygo Hit up LA to Bay, last stop Diego I'm out of here, nigga [Verse 2: ShredGang Mone] I keep a pistol for you punks I'm that ShredGang nigga that'll hit a nigga up Yeah, it's plastic on this bitch, but if I hit you, then you done I don't sell another song, I'ma get it off this gun Bitch, I'm the one, I thought you broke hoes knew that Have a bitch stompin' like she trainin' out for boot camp Break a bitch then tell her nigga I'm the new champ Ain't really want the bitch, I just broke the ho for a few bands Take a plane and go and get it out a ho If the bitch start playin' games, get the cash, then I'm gone Hit the Bay, get some packs, drop the packages on bro He ain't gon' hit my line 'til the packages is gone Fitness class the way we runnin' through them pounds Niggas really ain't on shit, they just be runnin' at the mouth 'Til we get them whereabouts, then we runnin' in his house Tryna dodge all these bullets, you'll be runnin' for some miles Pussy ass nigga [Verse 3: Beno] She said stop drinkin' that lean, tryna pour out my pop It's 'bout thirty, forty, sixty shots comin' out this chop I can cook it, split on spot, you can get right now She say she want that 2019 Saint Laurent You know we still slappin', it's 'bout a hundred spots I got 'bout three hundred blues, I can't move right now Goddamn, the landlord, he tryna move us out If you got a problem with me, we can shoot it out [Verse 4: Prince Jefe] If we catch you on the East, then we gon' stretch you I just took her to the K, she think she special Captain Save-a-Ho, you comin' to these hoes' rescue Sellin' dog by the grams, I ain't givin' out no testers We was down bad 'til we opened up the presser He pull up on that tip and he gon' leave out on a stretcher Plug just called, I can take off any second Reach for some ice, we gon' send him to the reverend [Verse 5: Drego] Ayy, I got this wingman that shoot it like Trevor Ariza They said your work wasn't good, they said it was decent We got the bud, the beans, the blow if you need it It's the Big Baller Brand, I grind with my people Goddamn, forgot the drank, gotta bump with my people I can teach you the ropes, Laylah Ali you Man, I wake up, talk to my Glock, "I love you, I need you" I run it up fast, just like a Demon We must be talkin' 'bout some girl, the only bitch I'm needin' I can triple up your bag, yeah I'm Wolf Streetin' He flexin' with his man bag, I heard he wasn't eatin' I can make him do a hit for no reason

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Credits

Writers
  • Prince Jefe
  • Drego
  • Beno
  • ShredGang Mone
  • BandGang Masoe