Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 2 Mins, artist - Big FlockDate of issue: 31.01.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
2 Mins |
| Imma go straight in 'cause the beat only 2 minutes |
| I talk to my dog like I’m doctor Dolittle |
| the choppa hold 250 |
| Breaking down dead niggas, this shit is too sticky |
| My niggas they tryna spin like flicky flicky |
| My niggas stay 10 toes on the block with the blicky |
| They stay on the ground like they Pretty Ricky |
| I’m in the trap babysitting like Icky Vicky |
| Hop out the window with the pop and getting Ricky |
| My young niggas thirteen, they tryna spin like a frisbee |
| They ain’t got no suit and tie but they gettin' busy |
| Slimesito that’s my nigga fasho, if you play with him it’s gon' be pain |
| inflicted |
| Choppa Picasso, was painting niggas |
| Bitch I done fuck up the 8 but I came in for business |
| Uzi it come with the switches, tryna fuck with the gang that’s a fucked up |
| dcision |
| I been had respect befor I went to prison, I never went out like a hoe on a |
| mission |
| Knox Box niggas killers and they stayin' consistent, young nigga shootin' like |
| I had a throw, made it stick like a quarterback, only have first draft pits in |
| my roster |
| Flames coming out of the K like it’s arson |
| Bro he a secretary in the state like Ben Carson, I’m tryna spin like a carwheel |
| These niggas pussy, they Garfield |
| Fuck prints, steppin on shit like a tar heel |
| Mexican shooter and he gone of 2 pills |
| I got a pistol on me and I keep it concealed |
| Couple shooters from Brazil, I’m wettin' your car and the bullets hittin' your |
| wind shield |
| Fresh as fuck in the mansion like Will, I’m off the perc 10's man it’s so hard |
| to sit still |
| F.N. |
| hit a nigga made his ass windmill, blew two in the head I’m shooting to |
| kill |
| My niggas sendin' shit for real, I’m poppin them pills back to back like this |
| shit a Advil |
| These niggas broke as fuck like they signed a bad deal |
| Come to the trenches, you know that we bad news |
| AR-15 and it’s spittin' like Papo |
| She reppin' for the gang, she got that shit tattooed |
| Popped a nigga, turn his ass to a tattoo |
| I’m rich slime and I barely eat fast food |
| I took a nigga off, I did what I had to |
| Tryna run, now that’s a bad move |
| Redbone bitch and she got the flag too |
| Put his ass on a plate, watch me turn him to food |
| You know I’m having ties, I’m tied with them Piru’s |
| Police with me call 'em Ose |
| I was on a block havin' action, never had curfew |
| You tryna fuck around, my shooters gone murk you |
| Acting like a plug but I used to serve you |
| You rapping niggas, they be actin' commercial |
| You walk up in my trap, my niggas gon' search you |
| You actin' like you tough but that shit gon' hurt you |
| I took your row but I didn’t reimburse you |
| Then send my niggas, so they fast for that dog food |
| AR-15 but I still got a scar too, I spray that nigga trap and I spray his car |
| too |