lirik lagu scum lord d!zzy - big guap
[hook]
big guap
i told my fam i’m a fan of the tip top
big rocks
i spent some bands on the band of my wrist watch
b~tch stop, none of you n~ggas impress me
and all ya’ faker than wrestling
[verse]
i’ve been vibin’ on the low
perfect timings all i know
keep it bottled for the show
throw diamonds ’cause i really glow
has to scatter all these phony bro
f~ggots ain’t wanna see me grow
always got love on the road
now it’s a dub for a show
but when i hit the town i know it’s more
b~tch better double that hoe
ya’ club want me to come host
so b~tch better triple that you know i ain’t into that
unless he gone pay to promote
grab the whips, grab the iz now come on
me and the gang in the road
ya’ b~tch feel a way ’cause she know
we turn up the vibes from the go
we wylin’ and driving the boat
she want my c~ck to slide down her throat
most of the times i say noooo
i don’t want wreck any homes
if the lil’ b~tch consistent then n~gga then listen
i take her down that’s for show
i just can’t show deny all her goals
getting sucked on and f~cked by a pro
when i touch her she gushing below
had her bussin’ and touching her toes
threw that ass up and f~cked on the stove
now she bragging her ass really grown
and you couldn’t do it, now you looking foolish
and begging her baby come home
drop her off on the way to the doe
[hook]
big guap
i told my fam i’m a fan of the tip top
big rocks
i spent some bands on the band of my wrist watch
b~tch stop, none of you n~ggas impress me
and all ya’ faker than wrestling
if tory lanez really shot meg
he got a little d~ck and a hot head
he need his ass beat, and some hot lead
hit in both feet and tell him drop dead
’cause i had enough fake jhits on they drake sh~t, how they get ahead
fake accents, basic acting, face it f~ggot you are not dread
n~ggas pop smoke and got pop dead
wanna drop folk but never shot feds
or a pedophile or zimmerman who just k!lled a child, not a drop shed
of blood, but you yelling out blood, screaming out ‘cuz
n~gga stop that
yo chill, now anger is built, so f~ck how they feel i’m a hard head
don’t give two f~cks on what a cop said, or a rapper just ’cause he got bread
most the n~ggas real sittin’
in a jail, or been k!lled been k!lled so ya’ block dead
i capitalize off the truth, you step in the booth there’s nothing but lies said
you cap a lot ’cause you fools, say it sound cool, ’til you on the ground dead
[hook]
big guap
i told my fam i’m a fan of the tip top
big rocks
i spent some bands on the band of my wrist watch
b~tch stop, none of you n~ggas impress me
and all ya’ faker than wrestling
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