Big B’s

Lyrics

[Intro: Lil Keed] – Man, what the fuck? – Man, what the fuck you doin'? Man, this motherfucker crazy. Goddamn, man, and I'm on parole, ain't this about a bitch? Yeah, yeah Slime Ave (Ooh, this Money Mook on the beat) You dig? Turn up, slimeball (Let's do it) [Chorus: Lil Keed] Glock on me (That Glock) That Glock on me (That Glock) They wanna see Keed (No cap) But it can't be me (Uh-uh) Flooded VV's (VV's) Put that on B's (Big B's) Put that on B's (Big B's), yeah I'ma gon' gon' get to 'em (Get to 'em, woo) I'ma gon' gon' get to 'em (No cap, sheesh) I'ma go 'head, run through 'em (Run through 'em, sheesh) I'ma go 'head, run through 'em (Woo) I'ma gon' gon' get to 'em (Get to 'em) I'ma gon' gon' get to 'em (No cap) I'ma go 'head, run through 'em (Run through 'em) I'ma go 'head, run through 'em (Woo) [Verse 1: Lil Keed] Rolie polie olie Shawty, know he tote it And the car is stolen Boy, you know we on it Yeah, no, I'm not gon' change I do this shit for the gang Do that whole dash, switchin' lanes Keed on the way to the paper I don't give no fuck 'bout no fame, ayy Took her blunt and I only hit the ho once Yeah, she a real do one Yeah, she put the nut on her tongue Drip, drip, drip Pocket rocket came with two extra clips Yeah, I am a rebel, a artist I am a trapper regardless I'ma finish what I started regardless Dig? (Let's do it) [Chorus: Lil Keed] Glock on me (That Glock) That Glock on me (That Glock) They wanna see Keed (No cap) But it can't be me (Uh-uh) Flooded VV's (VV's) Put that on B's (Big B's) Put that on B's (Big B's), yeah I'ma gon' gon' get to 'em (Get to 'em, woo) I'ma gon' gon' get to 'em (No cap, sheesh) I'ma go 'head, run through 'em (Run through 'em, sheesh) I'ma go 'head, run through 'em (Woo) I'ma gon' gon' get to 'em (Get to 'em) I'ma gon' gon' get to 'em (No cap) I'ma go 'head, run through 'em (Run through 'em) I'ma go 'head, run through 'em (Woo) [Verse 2: Lil Keed] Yeah, double double cup Tell 'em, "Free Double Luck" Twin Glocks on me, left a nigga bundled up Nigga better watch his mouth, boy, you gon' respect us Gon' respect us, nigga, we ain't goin' for nothin' Brother told me, "Gon' 'head, make it out" We gon' keep them bitches out Bird trappin', gon' get 'em out Gon' get 'em in, get 'em out Diamonds on my chest shine like a light house At my side ho house tryna hideout Yeah, yeah, yeah Montana air 'em out Skinny pants on with some Guccis And my main ho act boujee And she want money for her booty I'ma gon' 'head gon' do it Man, let's gon' head, gon' shoot it Spin a nigga block, left him clueless Know a lil' Glock, gon' shoot it Know her lil' type, make a movie (Let's do it, slatt) [Chorus: Lil Keed] Glock on me (That Glock) That Glock on me (That Glock) They wanna see Keed (No cap) But it can't be me (Uh-uh) Flooded VV's (VV's) Put that on B's (Big B's) Put that on B's (Big B's), yeah I'ma gon' gon' get to 'em (Get to 'em, woo) I'ma gon' gon' get to 'em (No cap, sheesh) I'ma go 'head, run through 'em (Run through 'em, sheesh) I'ma go 'head, run through 'em (Woo) I'ma gon' gon' get to 'em (Get to 'em) I'ma gon' gon' get to 'em (No cap) I'ma go 'head, run through 'em (Run through 'em) I'ma go 'head, run through 'em (Woo) [Verse 3: ? & Lil Keed] Call a nigga bluff like the game of Poker I see through you, I ain't gotta know you It was all a dream Wanna turn my story into Double XL magazines Rather go from rags to riches than brag to bitches Go get it, go get it Feel like poison ivy the way my palms keep itchin' (Yeah, yeah) Pull out the blueprint and they won't forget me I was not made to fall off my pivot (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I want them digits, fuck a image Label ain't made no offer yet, just stay independent Chasin' after dirty money like Diddy (Yeah, yeah) Niggas plottin' and envy (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Tryna rob every weekend (Yeah, yeah) The goal is to get out the hood and don't stay in it (Yeah, yeah) Really, boy, I come from where there's no sympathy (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Young nigga, Glocks on the trigger, had to squeeze 'til it's empty Workin' a nine-to-five, you gon' have to exempt me (Yeah, yeah) Grandma been told me, "Ain't no future in this dope game" (Yeah, yeah) "Get what you can out it" (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Before it got pretty, it was ugly, my hand was muddy (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, let's do it) [Chorus: Lil Keed] Glock on me (That Glock) That Glock on me (That Glock) They wanna see Keed (No cap) But it can't be me (Uh-uh) Flooded VV's (VV's) Put that on B's (Big B's) Put that on B's (Big B's), yeah I'ma gon' gon' get to 'em (Get to 'em, woo) I'ma gon' gon' get to 'em (No cap, sheesh) I'ma go 'head, run through 'em (Run through 'em, sheesh) I'ma go 'head, run through 'em (Woo) I'ma gon' gon' get to 'em (Get to 'em) I'ma gon' gon' get to 'em (No cap) I'ma go 'head, run through 'em (Run through 'em) I'ma go 'head, run through 'em (Woo)