Big Truck Lyrics
[Intro]
(NeilaWorld)
Uh, look, look, look, huh, huh
[Verse 1]
Sick of bitch niggas from the city with that rappin'
Huh, they know I make it happen, I ain't rappin'
Uh, uh, I'm on dope pack, bitch, and I'm actin'
Yeah, he'll diss me, bitch, and I smashed him
Pop your top with that, it's up and stashed, it can't sow back together
Bitch, I do you dirty, come through swervin' with that black Beretta
Rolling Loud, one million dollar cash, what 'bout Coachella?
I want that shit that make you flash 'cause it smoke better
Racks on a nigga, ho, racks, I just do it better
Racks, that lil' nigga broke, I put his ass on top the stretcher
I'll rob you on the second time I met you, bitch
Talk 'bout beefin', when I meet you, greet you with a blitz
[Chorus]
Man, I hate a p*ssy nigga
Huh, I once had to shoot a p*ssy nigga
Huh, p*ssy boy, I see you lookin', nigga
I had them young niggas in your yard waitin' in your bushes, nigga
Youngin pop out wavin' with the rod and he tryna cook a nigga
I'ma act bad and I'm gon' flash off thesе dirty jiggas
Get in my feelings 'bout my cousin and we murder niggas
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I'ma gеt him zipped straight off the rip, that's if he swervin' with you
Claim that he red, know who he is, you got 'em servin' with you
I'm a big truck, what?
Roll off them pills inside the field, I cannot slip up
We don't give no f*cks, nigga play, we tryna kill somethin'
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