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letra de lost - big homiie g

[intro]
(known to let that mac fly just like my n-gga doe, bah)

[verse 1: tracy t]
yеah (yeah, phew), a beast, i’m in the belly, yeah (the belly)
yeah, you ain’t never met a plug (no, you ain’t never met one)
n-ggas die to get a buzz (woo)
yeah, these n-ggas dead and famous (dead and famous)
got them cookies goin’ ankers (cookies)
wild money, can’t tame me (you can’t)
bad b-tch, high maintenance (yeah, she high)
i got b-tches harder than these n-ggas (they harder)
if you gettin’ money, you a member (the gang)
on the money run, see my stride (run)
gettin’ money, they just can’t buy (woo)
i’m in the money pool, b-tch, dive (dive)
told her, “spread her wings, b-tch, fly” (woo)
still runnin’, these n-ggas tired (little)
livin’ life, they just n-ggas lie
[chorus: big homiie g]
don’t never believe in no blog, don’t never speak on what you saw (on what you saw)
i’m so f-cked up off the drank, for real, sometimes, i sip it raw
we so locked in, we call each other twins, sometimes i f-ck her raw
i’m so bigger than these lil-ass n-ggas, can’t let them p-ss me off (woah)
ap on my left wrist, white, look like he got hit with salt
say she never met me, but she feel me from the way i talk
i just found out my dog ain’t my dog, i had to cut him off
man, this sh-t gettin’ super weird, don’t f-ck around and get lost

[verse 2: big homiie g]
no maps, but i found the way
bruh just called like he found the eight
only problem that we have, who buyin’ cups and ice today?
thinkin’ ’bout my brother nuskie, every time i pour a tray
all these guns i ride with clean, but that switch a throw away
i’m still yellin’, “p” until you free, they locked him far away
still pick up the phone for a, d-mn, i miss my aunt, rip may
she open her doors for me when it ain’t nowhere to stay
d-mn near shed a tear every time i see shorty, jamyah face

[chorus: big homiie g]
don’t never believe in no blog, don’t never speak on what you saw (on what you saw)
i’m so f-cked up off the drank, for real, sometimes, i sip it raw
we so locked in, we call each other twins, sometimes i f-ck her raw
i’m so bigger than these lil-ass n-ggas, can’t let them p-ss me off (woah)
ap on my left wrist, white, look like he got hit with salt
say she never met me, but she feel me from the way i talk
i just found out my dog ain’t my dog, i had to cut him off
man, this sh-t gettin’ super weird, don’t f-ck around and get lost
[outro: big homiie g]
i’m still yellin’, “p” until you free, they locked him far away
still pick up the phone for a, d-mn, i miss my aunt, rip may
she open her doors for me when it ain’t nowhere to stay
d-mn near shed a tear every time i see shorty, jamyah face

- big homiie g

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