Lyrics Red - BIGBABYGUCCI , Fijimacintosh

Uh, card swipin', you ain't passin', all y'all niggas frauds
Hit the road and I pack heavy like I'm goin' far
Shot him down, now he's fallin', finally a star
You just somethin' that's gettin' rolled up in this cigar

I tried to talk, but they never listen
Don't got the time for none of these bitches
I send it all, I know what it be
Knowin' these niggas can't even do that right, so now you comin' to me
I been chillin' watchin' these niggas go, but now I'll probably leave
I'm a VIP, the AK hit you right below the knee
I wouldn't beef with us 'cause we will end up killin' your whole team
I'm feelin' happy, I go to the bank
I can't go unless I'm paid
Regular niggas not havin' no weight
Said she'll let me nut up on her face
Bitch, I'm worth a ticket, catch me in and I won't change, ho
Bitch, I'm from the bottom, and it's foreigns, I switch lanes, though
Robot in my fuckin' engine, this bitch got a brain, ho
Woke up with that tunnel vision, I can't see no lame hoes
But I tell her, "It's okay," though
I'll still love you like the same ho
I still love your ass the same way
With some time, this shit fade away

Fuck it, I'm a menace to society, I get it (Yeah)
Fuck it, I got money so I might as well go and spend it (Yeah)
She asked for a Percocet to pop it, expeditious, huh
My niggas stand on business, they not scared to whack no witness (Bitch)
Yeah, pourin' up purple poison, this shit fuckin' up my kidney (Liver)
I pour this shit up technical, bitch, I feel like it's chemistry
How is that your dawg when he got lackin', do no visiting?
Put my life on the line, I'm workin' for the highest positioning
I promised my mama I'd get us up out the trenches
Got a lot of problems but none of 'em be my bitches
Drugs change my attitude, it got my mood switchin'
Money change my attitude, it got my mood switchin'
When you goin' up, they seem to hate on you
Everyone seems to be actin' brand new
She wanna kick it with me, but it's not Kung Fu
Baby, just come through

Uh, card swipin', you ain't passin', all y'all niggas frauds
Hit the road and I pack heavy like I'm goin' far
Shot him down, now he's fallin', finally a star
You just somethin' that's gettin' rolled up in this cigar (Gettin' rolled up in this cigar)