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big30 - just wait til october lyrics

[intro]
bring me that dope
blrrd
blrrd
(turnmeupyc, ayy, turn me up one time)

[verse]
bust down cartier, but not no glasses (not no glasses)
i mix off_white with dior like i do not know fashion (like i do not know fashion)
i make plays and send hits, they call me john madden (let’s do it)
this glock 10 got my back like i’m desean jackson (blrrd, blrrd)
pop it off, get it cracking (let’s go)
thirty guns exactly (exactly)
i might be the n_gga having, i ain’t doing no jacking (no jacking)
i cut off a couple n_ggas and upgraded my status (i upgraded my status)
i stopped f_cking with them b_tches, now they calling me jazzy (and now they calling me jazzy)
i ain’t jazzy or c_cky (no)
i’m just rapidly popping it (no)
for shorty, thousand all twenties, i’m just packing my pocket (racks)
put them diamonds ’round my neck, now my sh_t hitting like rocky (facts)
hit the club, we the opps, b_tch, it’s just me and my posse (grrt)
they done boosted my ego, f_ck around and gave me this ice (they done gave me this ice)
ain’t no n_gga gave me sh_t unless they gave me advice (unless they gave me advice)
i got n_ggas fighting bodies, in the cage with that knife (they in the cage with that shank)
i was strapped up in the party, i almost stayed with the pipe (man, i almost stayed with the pipe)
i know you heard about that karma, n_gga play, then he die (n_gga play, then get k!lled)
last n_gga tried to rob me, he can’t tell you he tried (he couldn’t tell you, he died)
he upped the gun, but i got off, just saying, he tried and he died (blrrd, blrrd)
and i heard he was your n_gga, you ain’t slide but you cried (slide but you cried)
how that work? you take my n_gga, we gon’ slide for a week (gon’ slide for a week)
make sure you hurt, take one of mines and we gon’ come back for three (one, two, three)
check out the merch, i be fly, creeping, i put on for sc (i put on for them, though)
drop you today, then drop your brother, at your funeral next week (we gon that ho)
i’m in mississippi with lil’ rickey with a chopper that’s stolen (chopper that’s stolen)
he a felon, i’m on paper, so we ain’t pulling over (no, we not pulling over)
free kyle murda, we was sliding foreign, shots out the rover (blrrd)
on hood day, might pull up purple ‘vette, just wait ’til october (just wait ’til october)
[outro]
just wait ’til october
yeah, i bet i’ll tell you, “i told you”
blrrd
blrrd, blrrd, blrrd

- big30 lyrics

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