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[intro: FMB DZ] Da biggest woo nigga Da biggest ape in America Yea I stand on that shit nigga No bap nigga Any nigga disrespect me gon watch nigga [Verse 1: FMB DZ] Tell that nigga watch his mouth when he speak on me Ten thousand dollar outfit on Yea ain''t shit cheep on me All this water drippin on my body It's a leak on me I Caught a petty case Them bitches caught me with some weed on me That shit slowed me down, but I ain't gon' lie, 'cause I was moving fast You racin to amiri's Im just tryin not to finish last I's feelin like school was bullshit So I was skipping class Me and brodie knew we was 20 deep Get on niggas' ass Nigga i done spent some long nights tryna get it up I can't even tеll you how many times I felt like giving up I was slacking for a long timе Im bout to pick it up Made man I won't pay a dime a nigga touched Mob members We don't pay attention to dem loud niggas Never catch me on Inshtagram telling my business Pull up on you like the clean up men We got the mop with us We'll burn a nigga's spot down If he don shop with us [Verse 2: FMB DZ] We'll burn a nigga's spot down If they don't cop with us We the ones who do the robbing, ain't no cops with us I can't even count up all deez rounds We got a lot with us And I don't wanna hit that bitch She let knox hit it I ain't coppin whips off the street I'm off the lot nigga I catch an opp and choke slam him like The Rock nigga Nigga think he taking something from me You off rock nigga Wake up to your bitch She serve breakfast and top with it When you see the gang in the party Put your chains up! I don't give a fuck where I'm at! Throw my gang up! Pull up to your hood One deep, not a chain tucked! Oh bitch, you got that wet wet? Beat the blade up! I can't even count how many times A nigga gave up Bring that big body out Hold the lanes up Ill pull up get the job done Ion say much My bitch like the wrong pic We gon' break up Nigga [Verse 3: FMB DZ] The feds like oh shit, Big Woo back Heard them boys hit you in your shit And you ain't shoot back I heard them niggas ran you out your section And they stepped on you Told bro we droppin back to back We got a check coming Pulled up on another nigga bitch And left the vet running Nah Pulled up on another nigga bitch and got the neck frm her [Verse 4: FMB DZ] It's on me now, got the bag round, I'm big homie now I don't wanna hear that bullshit, you gotta show me now [Verse 5: Da Boi] Nah ion wanna hear that bullshit nigga Show me Big guns, 223 bullets and a 40 Fuck what niggas saying on them songs, nigga, smoke me Cold summer? Bitch, what? I'm cozy I be with the gangstas, the robbers, the mob members Every bitch in this club bad It's like god sent her I supplied the uh To the gang when it got realer I hit that bitch from the front And she got thicker Nigga