Big League

Lyrics

[Intro] (Let the BandPlay) [Hook: Jay Fizzle] 30s and 50s, you know we keep them extensions Run up and hit these inches You know I'm with it, that's why I stayed in detention Mama ain't raise no bitches, I had to get it Someone might go and pull a kick door Guns in the trap like a gun store Pockets on fat, sumo Ballin' ass nigga you'd think I got chemo You a lil boy I'm in a big league Smokin' on gas this big league You are not cut like we new greens Pull up and stretch and I ain't got no weed Smokin' on somethin' got no seeds Bitch started thottin', her nose bleed Pull up in somethin' with no keys You a lil boy I'm in a big league [Verse 1: Jay Fizzle] I'm 150 but I'm still big dawg Still take a nigga out like fentanyl Paper Route gang bitch we been ballin' Smoke a nigga ass like some menthol Mama ain't raise no ho so I keep 30s and 50s and more Pops showed me how to ship dope, so we got things of the green for the low Camouflage car come with no keys, but we goin dope it's the big league Don't get too close you don't know me, unless you gon' suck up the whole team Young nigga clean like some chlorine, in Cali I'm ballin' like Kobe A young nigga 20 OG, beat ya ass up 'til your nose bleed He said he got it show me, shake up ya ass take everything on ya You know I keep that thang on me, run up get shot like ya homie Young nigga all about the money, young nigga hot like a sauna Showtime with Dolce & Gabbana, drum on the choppa we want all the drama [Hook: Jay Fizzle] 30s and 50s, you know we keep them extensions Run up and hit these inches You know I'm with it, that's why I stayed in detention Mama ain't raise no bitches I had to get it Someone might go and pull a kick door Guns in the trap like a gun store Pockets on fat, sumo Ballin' ass nigga you'd think I got chemo You a lil boy I'm in a big league Smokin' on gas this big league You are not cut like we new greens Pull up and stretch and I ain't got no weed Smokin' on somethin' got no seeds Bitch started thottin', her nose bleed Pull up in somethin' with no keys You a lil boy I'm in a big league [Verse 2: Jay Fizzle] 30s, 50s, pull up and we screamin' gettin' it Double R, Bentley, fuck it pull off in a hemi Be like a vacuum she pull up and suck on my jimmy How many hoes you got plenty Whole gang caked up we winnin' Check the price on the new tennis My ? shoes got big ol rocks Walk in my kitchen see big ass pots Walk in my trap see a whole lotta Glocks Castalia nigga I heard he the knocks I just be on make your ho catch a box Servin the spot 'til that muhfucka hot Nigga get wrong make him say hopscotch All the real nigga waitin' on me to drop [Hook: Jay Fizzle] 30s and 50s, you know we keep them extensions Run up and hit these inches You know I'm with it, that's why I stayed in detention Mama ain't raise no bitches I had to get it Someone might go and pull a kick door Guns in the trap like a gun store Pockets on fat, sumo Ballin' ass nigga you'd think I got chemo You a lil boy I'm in a big league Smokin' on gas this big league You are not cut like we new greens Pull up and stretch and I ain't got no weed Smokin' on somethin' got no seeds Bitch started thottin', her nose bleed Pull up in somethin' with no keys You a lil boy I'm in a big league