Big Syke

[Intro: Meyhem Lauren]

Uh

You might've just seen me shirtless on Rodeo

Heavy luggage

Tan skin

Beard glistening

Stomach full

[Verse 1: Meyhem Lauren]

Currently in hot pursuit to purchase colorful silk

Word to mommy, any trouble, I'm built (Uh)

Thugs love projections, invisible drug connections

Shave it to a sliver to serve and shred it in sections (Uh)

Me and crime have separation anxiety

Then I chose to delve back in, I had to buy a V (I had to)

Like "Fuck it, I'm floored"

I'm 'bout to cop this M7, I'm bored

Probably hide it in a lot, then drive around in a Ford, I'm sick

I'd be lying if I said I'm mature

I'm worse than ever, immersеd in leather

Fall in love for a sеcond, then I burst with pleasure

Tell shorty, "Fix your hair, get yourself together, we gotta go" (Hurry up)

'Cause I'm always on a mission

Looking like a jewelry box that's going fishing

[Interlude]

Anything else is just like a dream

Still living

[Verse 2: Boldy James]

Big ol' guns, we coming just like Big Syke (Grrt)

Type of nigga get to dumping if I lose a fistfight (Uh)

Wrist bright, finna drop a four, pour up a big Sprite (What up?)

RIP my nigga Soda, free that nigga Midnight (Uh-huh)

Flew back to Detroit, had to get my connect right

Made it to the port too late, missed my connect flight (Where we at with it?)

So far ahead of my time, I'm on my next life

Told all my niggas, "We gon' get money long as them bricks white" ('Caine)

Fifty-six nights, vision cloudy, did a pinch of molly

Sitting in this Audi, getting drowsy, sipped a six of Quali'

Twistin' big Gelatis, kush Biscotti, Cookie Crisp from Cali

Rented out the big beach house, partyin' in Maui

Money counter sitting on the counter, 'bows from Humboldt County

Hunnid twenty thousand, told her, "Meet me at the Hungry Howie's"

Fresh up out the county, kept it solid, nigga, ask about me

Clear your tab, run off with my bag, they on your ass about it

Where we at?