Big B's

[Intro: Lil Keed]

– Man, what the fuck?

– Man, what the fuck you doin'? Man, this motherfucker crazy. Goddamn, man, and I'm on parole, ain't this about a bitch?

Yeah, yeah

Slime Ave

(Ooh, this Money Mook on the beat)

You dig?

Turn up, slimeball (Let's do it)

[Chorus: Lil Keed]

Glock on me (That Glock)

That Glock on me (That Glock)

They wanna see Keed (No cap)

But it can't be me (Uh-uh)

Flooded VV's (VV's)

Put that on B's (Big B's)

Put that on B's (Big B's), yeah

I'ma gon' gon' get to 'em (Get to 'em, woo)

I'ma gon' gon' get to 'em (No cap, sheesh)

I'ma go 'head, run through 'em (Run through 'em, sheesh)

I'ma go 'head, run through 'em (Woo)

I'ma gon' gon' get to 'em (Get to 'em)

I'ma gon' gon' get to 'em (No cap)

I'ma go 'head, run through 'em (Run through 'em)

I'ma go 'head, run through 'em (Woo)

[Verse 1: Lil Keed]

Rolie polie olie

Shawty, know he tote it

And the car is stolen

Boy, you know we on it

Yeah, no, I'm not gon' change

I do this shit for the gang

Do that whole dash, switchin' lanes

Keed on the way to the paper

I don't give no fuck 'bout no fame, ayy

Took her blunt and I only hit the ho once

Yeah, she a real do one

Yeah, she put the nut on her tongue

Drip, drip, drip

Pocket rocket came with two extra clips

Yeah, I am a rebel, a artist

I am a trapper regardless

I'ma finish what I started regardless

Dig? (Let's do it)

[Chorus: Lil Keed]

Glock on me (That Glock)

That Glock on me (That Glock)

They wanna see Keed (No cap)

But it can't be me (Uh-uh)

Flooded VV's (VV's)

Put that on B's (Big B's)

Put that on B's (Big B's), yeah

I'ma gon' gon' get to 'em (Get to 'em, woo)

I'ma gon' gon' get to 'em (No cap, sheesh)

I'ma go 'head, run through 'em (Run through 'em, sheesh)

I'ma go 'head, run through 'em (Woo)

I'ma gon' gon' get to 'em (Get to 'em)

I'ma gon' gon' get to 'em (No cap)

I'ma go 'head, run through 'em (Run through 'em)

I'ma go 'head, run through 'em (Woo)

[Verse 2: Lil Keed]

Yeah, double double cup

Tell 'em, "Free Double Luck"

Twin Glocks on me, left a nigga bundled up

Nigga better watch his mouth, boy, you gon' respect us

Gon' respect us, nigga, we ain't goin' for nothin'

Brother told me, "Gon' 'head, make it out"

We gon' keep them bitches out

Bird trappin', gon' get 'em out

Gon' get 'em in, get 'em out

Diamonds on my chest shine like a light house

At my side ho house tryna hideout

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Montana air 'em out

Skinny pants on with some Guccis

And my main ho act boujee

And she want money for her booty

I'ma gon' 'head gon' do it

Man, let's gon' head, gon' shoot it

Spin a nigga block, left him clueless

Know a lil' Glock, gon' shoot it

Know her lil' type, make a movie (Let's do it, slatt)

[Chorus: Lil Keed]

Glock on me (That Glock)

That Glock on me (That Glock)

They wanna see Keed (No cap)

But it can't be me (Uh-uh)

Flooded VV's (VV's)

Put that on B's (Big B's)

Put that on B's (Big B's), yeah

I'ma gon' gon' get to 'em (Get to 'em, woo)

I'ma gon' gon' get to 'em (No cap, sheesh)

I'ma go 'head, run through 'em (Run through 'em, sheesh)

I'ma go 'head, run through 'em (Woo)

I'ma gon' gon' get to 'em (Get to 'em)

I'ma gon' gon' get to 'em (No cap)

I'ma go 'head, run through 'em (Run through 'em)

I'ma go 'head, run through 'em (Woo)

[Verse 3: ? & Lil Keed]

Call a nigga bluff like the game of Poker

I see through you, I ain't gotta know you

It was all a dream

Wanna turn my story into Double XL magazines

Rather go from rags to riches than brag to bitches

Go get it, go get it

Feel like poison ivy the way my palms keep itchin' (Yeah, yeah)

Pull out the blueprint and they won't forget me

I was not made to fall off my pivot (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I want them digits, fuck a image

Label ain't made no offer yet, just stay independent

Chasin' after dirty money like Diddy (Yeah, yeah)

Niggas plottin' and envy (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Tryna rob every weekend (Yeah, yeah)

The goal is to get out the hood and don't stay in it (Yeah, yeah)

Really, boy, I come from where there's no sympathy (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Young nigga, Glocks on the trigger, had to squeeze 'til it's empty

Workin' a nine-to-five, you gon' have to exempt me (Yeah, yeah)

Grandma been told me, "Ain't no future in this dope game" (Yeah, yeah)

"Get what you can out it" (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Before it got pretty, it was ugly, my hand was muddy (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, let's do it)

[Chorus: Lil Keed]

Glock on me (That Glock)

That Glock on me (That Glock)

They wanna see Keed (No cap)

But it can't be me (Uh-uh)

Flooded VV's (VV's)

Put that on B's (Big B's)

Put that on B's (Big B's), yeah

I'ma gon' gon' get to 'em (Get to 'em, woo)

I'ma gon' gon' get to 'em (No cap, sheesh)

I'ma go 'head, run through 'em (Run through 'em, sheesh)

I'ma go 'head, run through 'em (Woo)

I'ma gon' gon' get to 'em (Get to 'em)

I'ma gon' gon' get to 'em (No cap)

I'ma go 'head, run through 'em (Run through 'em)

I'ma go 'head, run through 'em (Woo)