Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Big Game Fishing , by - Curren$y. Release date: 23.12.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Big Game Fishing |
| Yeah, yeah |
| We gon' hit the ground runnin' |
| Uh |
| Uh, on a mission and my fishin' for my nigga Ski Beatz |
| Pull up on the block, left my Chevy on three |
| Love my whole city but I was born in the East |
| Got a lot of homeboys, rest in peace |
| Got a lot of homeboys I won’t see free |
| True to the game, said free my nigga, the homie B. G |
| Say welcome home to Mac and my homies from the beach |
| My nigga G Style from 19th street |
| Jet Life nigga, hella ice on me |
| All mine, nothing 'bout me phony |
| Might win a Tony Award for this play I play I pulled off on a ho who just chose |
| me |
| New, baby girl so green |
| We gon' make more dough than that whole scene |
| John Coltrane and my |
| Uh, on a mission and my fishin' for my nigga Ski Beatz |
| Pull up on the block, left my Chevy on three |
| Love my whole city but I was born in the East |
| Got a lot of homeboys, rest in peace |
| Got a lot of homeboys I won’t see free |
| Got a lot of homeboys still in the streets, scramblin' for cheese |
| I just wanna see 'em all high and ballin' like me |
| Twelve bottles to a box, that’s a case |
| We gon' need a motherfuckin' crate |
| Everybody in attendance take a bible to the face |
| I’ma show you how to celebrate, Jet Life |
| Just when you niggas thought it was safe |
| To play games on the runway |
| We come through, you get dunked on in the paint by the top rank |
| You cannot hang, fuck what your homies think |
| They just gassing you so behind your back they can laugh at you |
| When you come at us just asking to get massacred |
| Lyrical analyst, thought I was too stoned to present that challenging shit |
| Now they tuning into my Pandora channels and |
| Scrambling to gather all of my classic shit |
| Realize that that boy could rap a bit |
| Even thought I don’t give a fuck, and I’m always high on a bitch |
| Yeah, on a mission and my fishin' for my nigga Ski Beatz |
| Pull up on the block, left my Chevy on three |
| Love my whole city but I was born in the East |
| Got a lot of homeboys, rest in peace |
| Got a lot of homeboys I won’t see free |
| Got a lot of homeboys still in the streets, scramblin' for cheese |
| I just wanna see 'em all high and ballin' like me |