Big Sticks

[Intro: Fredo Bang]

We don't miss shit, we just split shit

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Nah-nah-nah-nah, ayy, ayy, ayy

Keep it Z3N

[Chorus: Fredo Bang]

Getting to that bag, we got big chips (We got big chips)

And for these pussy niggas, we got big sticks (Big sticks)

Getting to that bag, we got big chips (We got big chips)

And for these pussy niggas, we got big sticks, yeah

We don't miss shit, we just split shit

Only gang, pussy niggas, we don't mix with

We don't miss shit, we just split shit

Only gang, pussy niggas, we don't mix with

[Verse 1: Fredo Bang]

I believe in God, but I do not believe in Bibles

Don't fuck with pussy rappers 'cause these niggas just want follows

I just bought a chopper and I filled it up with hollows

Put it on your partner, make the nigga sing a high note

I got that bag on me, but I could just smash for free

I put your dawg to sleep, now who want a war with me?

Yeah, I gotta pop a Perc' just to get to sleep

Big old 23, and this bitch big as me

Yeah, I don't miss shit, I just split shit

Convicted felon, but I keep a big stick

I wipe my prints off of the gun so I can't get in trouble

The chopper split a nigga up just like a pizza cutter

[Chorus: Fredo Bang & YNW Melly]

Getting to that bag, we got big chips (We got big chips)

And for these pussy niggas, we got big sticks (Big sticks)

Getting to that bag, we got big chips (We got big chips)

And for these pussy niggas, we got big sticks, yeah

We don't miss shit, we just split shit

Only gang, pussy niggas, we don't mix with

We don't miss shit (Slatt), we just split shit (Yeah)

Only gang, pussy niggas, we don't mix with

[Verse 2: YNW Melly]

Only gang, pussy nigga, we don't miss sleep

Fredo Bang, that my nigga, he a misfit

Kool-Aid with this shit, you better not mix in

If you do, you're getting put inside a box, bitch

Dick on the Glock and it's hanging out

Hanging out like an 18 year old just moved out his mama's house

Pussy ass nigga, don't play with the crew, I'll shoot at your mama's spouse

AKA your dad, my bitches are bad

She sucking my D, I told her relax

No I ain't missing, it ain't 'bout petition

We pull up on you and leave your ass missing

You fuck niggas snitching to all the commissioners

Uh, no literally

I'm feeling her spiritually

She wanna fuck on Melly, baby

My dick longer than a Martin Luther King speech

[Chorus: Fredo Bang]

Getting to that bag, we got big chips (We got big chips)

And for these pussy niggas, we got big sticks (Big sticks)

Getting to that bag, we got big chips (We got big chips)

And for these pussy niggas, we got big sticks, yeah

We don't miss shit, we just split shit

Only gang, pussy niggas, we don't mix with

We don't miss shit, we just split shit

Only gang, pussy niggas, we don't mix with