Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Big Baller Brand , by - DregoRelease date: 12.09.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Big Baller Brand |
| Boy, that bitch ain’t even bad, she decent |
| Just turned a faithful ho into a cheater, yeah |
| We runnin' through them scales like a Libra |
| This chopper rock the boat like Aaliyah, yeah |
| Well, I get it, distribute it to my people |
| They snorters, they don’t like to fuck with needles |
| I’m ridin' 'round with beans like he Sigel |
| Doin' dirt got me stripes like Adidas, yeah |
| Hell nah, we can’t kick it, this ain’t FIFA |
| Run up on me, we’ll bake you like Anita |
| Quick to hit a nigga queen like Latifah |
| You can’t hide for too long, we gon' meet you, nigga |
| Stack this shit up like it’s Legos |
| I don’t fuck with dawg because he pay low |
| Do I need to say more? |
| Quick to drop dirty shit in the Faygo |
| Hit up LA to Bay, last stop Diego |
| I’m out of here, nigga |
| I keep a pistol for you punks |
| I’m that ShredGang nigga that’ll hit a nigga up |
| Yeah, it’s plastic on this bitch, but if I hit you, then you done |
| I don’t sell another song, I’ma get it off this gun |
| Bitch, I’m the one, I thought you broke hoes knew that |
| Have a bitch stompin' like she trainin' out for boot camp |
| Break a bitch then tell her nigga I’m the new champ |
| Ain’t really want the bitch, I just broke the ho for a few bands |
| Take a plane and go and get it out a ho |
| If the bitch start playin' games, get the cash, then I’m gone |
| Hit the Bay, get some packs, drop the packages on bro |
| He ain’t gon' hit my line 'til the packages is gone |
| Fitness class the way we runnin' through them pounds |
| Niggas really ain’t on shit, they just be runnin' at the mouth |
| 'Til we get them whereabouts, then we runnin' in his house |
| Tryna dodge all these bullets, you’ll be runnin' for some miles |
| Pussy ass nigga |
| She said stop drinkin' that lean, tryna pour out my pop |
| It’s 'bout thirty, forty, sixty shots comin' out this chop |
| I can cook it, split on spot, you can get right now |
| She say she want that 2019 Saint Laurent |
| You know we still slappin', it’s 'bout a hundred spots |
| I got 'bout three hundred blues, I can’t move right now |
| Goddamn, the landlord, he tryna move us out |
| If you got a problem with me, we can shoot it out |
| If we catch you on the East, then we gon' stretch you |
| I just took her to the K, she think she special |
| Captain Save-a-Ho, you comin' to these hoes' rescue |
| Sellin' dog by the grams, I ain’t givin' out no testers |
| We was down bad 'til we opened up the presser |
| He pull up on that tip and he gon' leave out on a stretcher |
| Plug just called, I can take off any second |
| Reach for some ice, we gon' send him to the reverend |
| Ayy, I got this wingman that shoot it like Trevor Ariza |
| They said your work wasn’t good, they said it was decent |
| We got the bud, the beans, the blow if you need it |
| It’s the Big Baller Brand, I grind with my people |
| Goddamn, forgot the drank, gotta bump with my people |
| I can teach you the ropes, Laylah Ali you |
| Man, I wake up, talk to my Glock, «I love you, I need you» |
| I run it up fast, just like a Demon |
| We must be talkin' 'bout some girl, the only bitch I’m needin' |
| I can triple up your bag, yeah I’m Wolf Streetin' |
| He flexin' with his man bag, I heard he wasn’t eatin' |
| I can make him do a hit for no reason |