Lyrics Big Baller Brand - Drego, Beno, J Prince

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