Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Biscotti Biscuit, artist - Conway. Album song Blakk Tape, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 07.08.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Griselda
Song language: English
Biscotti Biscuit |
| Violate the mob I got a bullet witcha name on it |
| Them niggas talking when I seen 'em no they ain’t want it |
| They say they pulling up tonight well bitch I ain’t running |
| And I ain’t worried 'bout your gun you ain’t gon' spray nothing |
| I’ll have my youngen kick his door and they gon' take something |
| Pistol whip with this forty tryna break something |
| I’ll pull up in the hood from Dutchess left the wraith running |
| A Nigga run up I’ma fucking violate something |
| I’m drinking yak, smoking Gorilla Glue number four |
| I don’t fuck with you so what you want number for? |
| I probably wouldn’t even answer if you fucking called |
| I’m with your bitch I’m sticking dick all in her fucking jaw |
| Got little you saving homie that’s my sneaker money |
| I could’ve went and bought a rollie with my feature money |
| I heard them niggas dissing, heard them niggas reaching for me |
| Well I stay with a couple shooters, they gon' squeeze it for me |
| Backwood, got Biscotti in it |
| The Maybach got the shotty in it |
| It’s laying on the back seat |
| I hope a nigga wanna see what’s popping with it |
| Blowing thick clouds in the clouds |
| I took over the game I know my mama proud |
| Look at me now |
| I know my old bitch hate to look at me now |
| Nigga fuck all the talking, if you want you can get it |
| Fifty rounds in this chopper and bitch I want you to feel it |
| Ask around about Machine they say I’m one of the realest |
| Told that bitch get that pussy ready I’m coming to kill it |
| You wasn’t using your head so I’m coming to peel it |
| You got hate in your blood so bitch I’m coming to spill it |
| I had that crack in the kitchen I whipped it up in the skillet |
| I know my style is too wavy them niggas wanting to steal it |
| I paid a rack for my britches, two stacks for my slippers |
| I might just run in Blue Flame |
| And throw a few racks on the strippers |
| I’m like ten stacks past them with my passionate vision |
| All my niggas get the cash and like that’s a religion |
| Everything I rap about believe I actually did it |
| Go and ask 'em boy, I’m really 'bout that action, I’m with it |
| Blowing thick clouds in the clouds |
| Busting bricks down since a child |
| Machine… |
| Backwood, got Biscotti in it |
| The Maybach got the shotty in it |
| It’s laying on the back seat |
| I hope a nigga wanna see what’s popping with it |
| Blowing thick clouds in the clouds |
| I took over the game I know my mama proud |
| Look at me now |
| I know my old bitch hate to look at me now |