"Big B's" lyrics
LoLife Blacc & Maxo Kream Lyrics
[LoLife Blacc:]
(Ayy, Tana fye that shit up)
It's LoLife
Motherfuckin' Blacc
I got big B's bumpin' their head to this shit, they know I'm crippin'
Nigga want a deal on a bowl, tell him get 10 or more, then we can discuss the ticket
My main ho wrappin' the box, my side ho trackin' the box, go get it
Even if I had one leg, keep one in the head and bitch, I stand on business
Fuck I look like askin' a nigga for help, sell that shit myself
100 packs just came in, you took your time so it's probably two of 'em left
Indo, don't do depth, only top shelf, take a flight, pick it myself
They keep askin' "are you rappin' or trappin'?" when the bag sell out, I turn to a chef
Ain't got no money, ain't gettin' fronted, my nigga, just move around
Fill a tank, then fill a trunk, she GPS them pounds out of town
If you can move 100 bowls, then me and you got common ground
Pickin' up some bowls in country town, got a lot, don't make a sound
Day dreamin', sittin' in a cell, I made me a bond, then made me a sale
Took a flight, shoot a box overnight, when I bust that bitch open, ain't none' but the bales
They keep askin' "you rappin' or trappin'?" I told that bitch I'm signed to the scale
My young nigga ugly, he be shootin', I call his ass Sam Cassell
LoLife
I got big B's bumpin' their head to this shit, they know I'm crippin'
Nigga want a deal on a bowl, tell him get 10 or more, then we can discuss the ticket
My main ho wrappin' the box, my side ho trackin' the box, go get it
Even if I had one leg, keep one in the head and bitch, I stand on business
Fuck I look like askin' a nigga for help, sell that shit myself
100 packs just came in, you took your time so it's probably two of 'em left
Indo, don't do depth, only top shelf, take a flight, pick it myself
They keep askin' "are you rappin' or trappin'?" when the bag sell out, I turn to a chef
[Maxo Kream:]
Come buy 100 bowls, ask about transportation, you know I ship
Lil' buddy Bold, ran off with that load, you know Lil' bro got killed
Zaza weed and Texas tea, wholesale a P, can't sell no zip
Rerock the weed, recock the lean, light this, qualitist
Before rappin', no 808's, I was trappin', 448
Press up the pills, scrape up the shake, Microsoft like Bill Gates
Take out the .9 like Rondo, serve out vacants, trap our bondos
Me and LoLife stick together, like percocets, fentanyl and bondo
Maxo
[LoLife Blacc:]
I got big B's bumpin' their head to this shit, they know I'm crippin'
Nigga want a deal on a bowl, tell him get 10 or more, then we can discuss the ticket
My main ho wrappin' the box, my side ho trackin' the box, go get it
Even if I had one leg, keep one in the head and bitch, I stand on business
Fuck I look like askin' a nigga for help, sell that shit myself
100 packs just came in, you took your time so it's probably two of 'em left
Indo, don't do depth, only top shelf, take a flight, pick it myself
They keep askin' "are you rappin' or trappin'?" when the bag sell out, I turn to a chef
I got big b's bumpin' their head, they know I'm crippin'
(Ayy, Tana fye that shit up)
It's LoLife
Motherfuckin' Blacc
I got big B's bumpin' their head to this shit, they know I'm crippin'
Nigga want a deal on a bowl, tell him get 10 or more, then we can discuss the ticket
My main ho wrappin' the box, my side ho trackin' the box, go get it
Even if I had one leg, keep one in the head and bitch, I stand on business
Fuck I look like askin' a nigga for help, sell that shit myself
100 packs just came in, you took your time so it's probably two of 'em left
Indo, don't do depth, only top shelf, take a flight, pick it myself
They keep askin' "are you rappin' or trappin'?" when the bag sell out, I turn to a chef
Ain't got no money, ain't gettin' fronted, my nigga, just move around
Fill a tank, then fill a trunk, she GPS them pounds out of town
If you can move 100 bowls, then me and you got common ground
Pickin' up some bowls in country town, got a lot, don't make a sound
Day dreamin', sittin' in a cell, I made me a bond, then made me a sale
Took a flight, shoot a box overnight, when I bust that bitch open, ain't none' but the bales
They keep askin' "you rappin' or trappin'?" I told that bitch I'm signed to the scale
My young nigga ugly, he be shootin', I call his ass Sam Cassell
LoLife
I got big B's bumpin' their head to this shit, they know I'm crippin'
Nigga want a deal on a bowl, tell him get 10 or more, then we can discuss the ticket
My main ho wrappin' the box, my side ho trackin' the box, go get it
Even if I had one leg, keep one in the head and bitch, I stand on business
Fuck I look like askin' a nigga for help, sell that shit myself
100 packs just came in, you took your time so it's probably two of 'em left
Indo, don't do depth, only top shelf, take a flight, pick it myself
They keep askin' "are you rappin' or trappin'?" when the bag sell out, I turn to a chef
[Maxo Kream:]
Come buy 100 bowls, ask about transportation, you know I ship
Lil' buddy Bold, ran off with that load, you know Lil' bro got killed
Zaza weed and Texas tea, wholesale a P, can't sell no zip
Rerock the weed, recock the lean, light this, qualitist
Before rappin', no 808's, I was trappin', 448
Press up the pills, scrape up the shake, Microsoft like Bill Gates
Take out the .9 like Rondo, serve out vacants, trap our bondos
Me and LoLife stick together, like percocets, fentanyl and bondo
Maxo
[LoLife Blacc:]
I got big B's bumpin' their head to this shit, they know I'm crippin'
Nigga want a deal on a bowl, tell him get 10 or more, then we can discuss the ticket
My main ho wrappin' the box, my side ho trackin' the box, go get it
Even if I had one leg, keep one in the head and bitch, I stand on business
Fuck I look like askin' a nigga for help, sell that shit myself
100 packs just came in, you took your time so it's probably two of 'em left
Indo, don't do depth, only top shelf, take a flight, pick it myself
They keep askin' "are you rappin' or trappin'?" when the bag sell out, I turn to a chef
I got big b's bumpin' their head, they know I'm crippin'
