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lirik lagu big boy gang - fish food

[intro: henrick tanner]
i f~cking love rapping its so fun

[verse 1: henrick tanner]
i got goblins in the yard i know i’m f~ckin’ seein’ sh~t
man i smoke ’em all the way i’m lighting 50 box of swishers
hoe ill never be a mister
you the biggest f~ckin’ rat master splinter

man i pulled up with a pistol
hoes inside clones outside its official
got the future on my wrist bruh
i got a crib in every universe sh~t i keep it simple
b~tch i got caught stunna steppin’ i was playing with my vices
see a brethren and they compare me to f~ckin’ isis
k!ll a cryppa quicker than a game of f~ckin’ dices
we are not the same you startin’ parties i start riots

ima ima ima f~ckin’ millionairе
man they try to tale the trapstar outcha no hе’s still in there
making b~tches stop~n~stare i contrast i don’t compare
i could sell a f~ckin’ freezer to a f~ckin’ solar bear

[verse 2: lil smelli]
i pulled up in a pumpkin bruh like narnia
your b~tch is stupid fat she need a diet bruh
this dude be sellin’ me he think he heisenberg
cuz i ain’t hanging with them boys i smoke the reginald

i get my clothes made at a sweatshop down in zanzabar
i~i~i heard yo girl she wanna ride my fancy car
met a [???] like gucci mane i think ill marry her
boy yo music ain’t that scary my sh~t scarrier

5 f~ckin’ coughs in my lungs i seen a monster
your whole life ain’t bruh b~tch you is adopted
i swear i could sell snow up to a penguin
i rep diseazebands forever independent
she try to steal my sherpa that sh~t is expensive
i fought a grizzly bear shoutout to memphis
this stupid b~tch said my songs sound ecliptic
i don’t know what that sh~t mean i failed english

[verse 3: sp~nk liar]
i’m a fly dude with some dope ass sh~t
i’m a short dude with some fly ass kicks
if you pull up you ain’t in my clique
i reach on in my bag of tricks

i bust down your door like rainbow 6
your windows where i throw my bricks
vandalize like its my job
i hit you with my poison stick

your fits worse than gunna
my fits come from china
my fits h~lla finer
than all your d~mn designer
i’m a short dude but i’m still on top of you
man i’m more connected than some f~cking bluetooth

man i’m coming on this track i got nothing to lose
man i be makin’ moves while you stuck in super glue
im a better rapper when i come
the way you write your music f~ckin’ dumb
[verse 4: hopp]
yeeeeeeeah
b~tch i’m in the stu’ and im chillin’ with a strider
i been sippin’ syrup with my slimer aunt jemima
yo b~tch tryna f~ck with me but yo hoe was a rider
i be wearin’ truey on my jeans no d~mn designer

and im chewin’ spiders b~tch pass me the lighter
i just need a blunt its gon’ turn me to a fighter
and i got them racks with the stripes it looks like tigers
yo b~tch got them straps we gon’ hit you with that sniper

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