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letra de silverspoon - bigwestt

[intro: babyfxce e & bigwestt]
yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah
yeah (yop, yop)
yeah
striker gang, striker boys, m block, all that sh-t
y’all know what the f-ck goin’ on, i ain’t finna keep tellin’ y’all n-ggas, like (uh-huh)
huh, huh, huh (come on)

[verse 1: babyfxce e & bigwestt]
you doin’ somethin’ if you come up every day
she keep prayin’ that i change, but i’m still stuck in all my ways
grew up off paper plates, warm it up, it stuck all to the plate
i just got my ‘bow gone, what the f-ck i’ma do with all this shake?
you want somebody to see you so bad, tryna put it all in they face
calm down, we see you, gang, somebody give his ass a cake
i ain’t gon’ lie, i carry my glock all the time, so i’m ’bout to go grab my drac’
sometimes, i don’t feel like carryin’ that b-tch, want somethin’ i can put up on my waist
like a b-tton
want your room, it’s gon’ be a lil’ hard to love you (huh)
flash my kit any time i get, that’s a bad-lookin’ motherf-cker (huh)
been like a week since i talked my sh-t, i might be a lil’ rusty (huh)
pull up in the hood in a ‘cat, back then, that’s like pullin’ up in a cutlass
yeah, feel like emoni
now we in the ghost, i feel like tommy
i wanna ball, man, i feel like watchin’
can’t read the watch, don’t know where i got it
n-ggas try to reach for clout, we don’t pay attention to ’em
huh, if n-ggas was really threats, we would’ve been sent ’em to ’em (huh)
all fast sh-t, i’m with her, then she bad sh-t
kinda can’t say i ain’t had sh-t because i had sh-t
difference is, n0body gave it to me, bro, i grabbed it
lil’ b-tch think she sl!ck, bro, she keep tryna leave her lashes (b-tch, hold on)
[verse 2: bigwestt]
raw b-tch, i can rap, my b-tches do hair, they do lashes (yeah)
i see through the bullsh-t in these dark versace glasses
grew up with no plates, my mama put food inside the napkins (sh-t get real)
i don’t want no n-gga to hand me sh-t, bigwestt go grab it (b-tch, get the f-ck)
i grew up not havin’ much, sticks and stones, rolled with the punch (uh)
hotel after hotel, i’m eatin’ dinner out the middle-school lunch (godd-mn)
couple years ago, i was on read, now they tryna pull they stunt (b-tch, huh?)
either i got away or they got lost, but i ain’t never lose the hunt (skrrt, skrrt)
gotta pick your side, lil’ mama, i don’t hang ’round groupie vibes
every n-gga around me bosses, your n-gga a choose-me guy (n-gga)
i got too much motion for a n-gga, if he wanna lose me, bye
grabba in the spliff, i’m lettin’ these b-tches smoke them looseleafs dry
this lil’ b-tch a motherf-cker, pockets bigger than a motherf-cker (woo)
millions in your hand, ain’t feedin’ your fam, i don’t even wanna f-ck her (it’s f-ck her)
in and out of state, servin’ these plates, i ain’t even tryna duck ’em (skrrt, skrrt)
b-tches over-bitin’ on my name, i ain’t even tryna buck ’em
calm down, ho, we hear you yappin’ (b-tch, shut up)
with my baddie friends, they snappin’ (yeah)
funny how these hoes find me attractive since they seen me rappin’ (yeah)
lil’ b-tch got a jit, be on the strip, she like, “yeah, i be dancin'” (yeah, i be dancin’)
seen my n-ggas popped out with that bag, lil’ b-tch just got to prancin’ (godd-mn)

[outro: bigwestt]
skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
bye
yup
skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

- bigwestt

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