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smokeygm - big bag & a grin lyrics
chorus: smokeygm
b_tch i’m him, with a big bag and a grin
and a big ol 40 knock the hair off ya chin
there go the gems[?]
here baby tuck this in
cuz if you dont, they gon prolly ship me off to the pen
i’m built to win
i dont do this sh_t for pretend
lot of n_ggas slide through burn em down like a cig
we split wigs
mafia, we sn_tch up bands
better keep her over there before i sn_tch yo b_tch
verse 1: smokeygm
n_gga on my baby
you from over there, cool b_tch i’m goonmob crazy
wait pause, think i left my drakey
i just popped 2 perks now my leg keep shaking on god
ymg, designer dreams, i introduce your b_tch to the finer things
that’s on the mob
high like trees, fly like bees
i’m mr. keep a stick in designer jeans
ay gang sh_t, lemme cut up
i just hit it from the back with no rubber
i just f_cked her and dismissed, i dont love her
glock with a drum, leave the weapon danny glover
i know they dont like me so i gotta stay on toes
and i already got some money but i pray on more
yous a b_tch, you the type to hate on hoes
i’m the type to get it at ’em til my chain on froze
on the clique, on the guys, whole gang on heads
made her stuff a drawer[?] of 30’s between her legs
these prescriptions got me sick b_tch i stay on meds
free my dawgs out that jam screaming f_ck the feds
on geesy[?], we ain’t never had it easy
we [?] on whips i f_cked on this b_tch, its greasy
get cash outta b_tch[?] blow bands on the clique they [?]
this gas got me sick can’t breath on a b_tch like stevie
chorus: smokeygm
with a big bag and a grin
and a big ol 40 knock the hair off ya chin
there go the gems[?]
here baby tuck this in
cuz if you dont they gon prolly ship me off to the pen
i’m built to win
i dont do this sh_t for pretend
alot of n_ggas slide through burn em down like a cig
we split wigs
mafia, we sn_tch up bands
better keep her over there before i sn_tch yo b_tch
verse 2: fenix flexin
b_tch i’m really him though
glock 40 with extendo’s
stand down on my 10 toes
real foes n_gga, we dont bend we gon break those
make hoes, n_gga outta nothing
imma shooter imma bust a n_gga [?]
she a [?] imma pimp her ain’t no cuffin
p_ssy ass n_gga in the crib playing husband
d_mn, that sh_t sad
fenix flexin, boy i’m really in my bag
i be buying all them things i never had
fn, blue tips and a mag, n_gga
that sh_t rippin through a vest
and a house imma put it to the test
i dont need a b_tch, imma free the hoe
fenix flexin got more feet than a sneaker store
i’m in san diego like a padre
told that b_tch yea it’s my way or the highway
baby i’m a [?] i dont take l’s
and if i get caught imma make bail
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