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letra de my shit - big30

[intro]
(run it back, playboi)
mmm
blrrrd, blrrrd
blrrrd, blrrrd
(kj, let the beat knock)
big blrrrd

[verse 1]
ayy, two hundred percocets a week, i pray to god that this sh-t stop (this sh-t sad)
they k!lled my cousin, it’s forever beef, ain’t no way we can stop it (we on they ass)
got seven cars, ain’t never uploaded one, i really can pop it (seven, on god)
bad b-tch with me, ain’t committed, we just rocking how we rocking (she bad)
it ain’t no stopping
lil’ boy, that’s my sh-t (my sh-t)
hundred racks on me right now, thirty shots in this fire stick (right now)
catch me in your hood throwin’ up my set like, “b-tch, this my sh-t” (crip)
and i can go anywhere long as i got percs and my switch (that blrrrd)
you know that sound come from that automatics (blrrrd)
i got members that love to catch bodies like they body magnets (murder, murder, murder, murder)
b-tch, i’m nuskie living, long live mr. pull up, let you have it
and we love to spin blocks and let off shots, you know we love that static (that static)
b-tch, i’m a murder addict (murder, murder, murder, murder)
i’m addicted to this k!lling sh-t
we really bleeding in these streets, my n-ggas known for spilling sh-t (on god)
i catch that boy and i don’t overk!ll him, big30 a b-tch (a b-tch)
a n-gga know i ain’t no ho, on sight, he gettin’ shot in his sh-t (his sh-t)
i stamp that (on god)
if she a ho and she from memphis, look like somethin’ i clapped that
i’m trained to go, i get off first, i hardly ever clap back
say, watch that car a thousand times a day, i’m really on that
we turn fitted to snapback (on god)
put a hole in your onion (blrrrd)
and i’m so up, can get a family k!lled with all this money (blrrrd, blrrrd)
that chopper put him in the sky, sent that boy bungee jumping (jumping)
i ain’t even k!ll him, but you dissed him, boy, you know we coming (we coming)
boy, don’t upset your mommy (on my mama)
boy, don’t upset your mama ’cause we gon’ come take her baby (don’t do it, on your ass)
knock your cap off your head, now she cryin’ like it’s graduation (come back on your ass)
i had a bag on me since sixteen, p-ssy, come and take it (come get it)
go tell that p-ssy that dropped it it’s double on his baby
his old ass hatin’ ’cause a n-gga young and rich (old ass)
or is it ’cause a n-gga young, rich, and f-ckin’ his b-tch? (on god)
i stand on business, on my own, i’m never sendin’ hits (i stand on it)
the f-ck i look like payin’ a n-gga to get caught and snitch? (the f-ck?)
[interlude]
i ain’t payin’ no n-gga for sh-t, n-gga (police-ass)
i’m really gon’ go get a n-gga
i’m really gon’ come out of all this jewelry and sh-t, suit up, hop in that— yeah
n-gga know how i’m coming
n-gga know my body
quit playing with me, n-gga, on nunu, n-gga, on my son

[verse 2]
ayy, i know how i’m gon’ die, gon’ die with my hand on that trigger (that blrrrd)
i know why you gon’ die and that’s for speaking on my n-gga (on god)
what type of n-gga say he smokin’ an opp, ain’t the k!ller? (what?)
the same type gon’ get stood over, don’t make a hospital (on god)
b-tch, i run with the k!llers (the k!llers)
posted on the block all day gambling ’till we get drop on n-ggas
i be on the block with a glock hotter than a chicken tender (it’s hot)
my n-ggas experienced, we don’t go on mission with beginners (at all)
lord know i’m mama baby, sorry mama, i’m a sinner (sinner)
i’m a dog, king of the kennel
deep in that water, a swimmer
bad b-tch sittin’ to my left, every time we f-ck, i leave it in her
these n-ggas ain’t talkin’ ’bout nothin’, that’s my lil’ sh-t, i’m f-ckin’ with her (my sh-t)
if you lookin’ for her, pull up on us, b-tch, we clutchin’ pistols (n-gga, that’s my b-tch)

[outro]
blrrrd
blrrrd, big blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd
the biggest, n-gga

- big30

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