Big Fell - Whoa Lyrics

Lyrics Whoa - Big Fell




Whoa, just hold up, I'm rollin' up
My money, is coming tough, I'm blowing up
The block, is mine bruh, that's on bloods
Think it's, a game nigga, now what's up
Whoa, just hold up, I'm rollin' up
My money, is coming tough, I'm blowing up
The block, is mine bruh, that's on bloods
Think it's, a game nigga, now what's up
We dropping quicker than Superman
Even kryptonite can't stop me nigga, on my muthafuckin' band
Think it's a game nigga, that's for real
Poppin' my clips nigga, and then kill
You better wake the fuck up
A sleeping nigga can't get no fucking money bruh, that's so real
Put the gun, up to your head, and now you dead
Cause you tried, to get bread, on my set
I'ma finish these niggas off, like them hoe ass bitches
Did the Lord on the muthafuckin' cross
Call me Randy Moss, I run past you and let it off
With no flaws, you snitching ass niggas get the sawed off
If you see the feds put the game to a halt
I'm serving up these brown milkshakes, call 'em off
I'm raw, I might have sold to your mom and pop
You talking that shit, I'ma punch you in the jaw
You flawed, I deliver hits like Santa Claus
Big rocks the size of your mama big bra
Whoa, just hold up, I'm rollin' up
My money, is coming tough, I'm blowing up
The block, is mine bruh, that's on bloods
Think it's, a game nigga, now what's up
Whoa, just hold up, I'm rollin' up
My money, is coming tough, I'm blowing up
The block, is mine bruh, that's on bloods
Think it's, a game nigga, now what's up
When I come nigga, you know I'm coming very clean
I might be riding in a whip the color of some string beans
Or red kiwi, these haters wanna be me
I been a snowman nigga way before Jeezy
And if you think that I'm lying, ask my mama
I was facing 75 years for some drama
Attack you like a piranha, blow you up like Osama
I ain't messing with nothing but bad ass lil' mamas
She gotta be a superstar bitch like Jay Fonda
She can't be stingy with the punana
Or I'ma just leave, and hit the block, and get more cash
I got work, and hella bags, in my stash
If you touch it I'ma kick yo' ass, real fast
I'm a prejudice nigga, I shoulda played in movie Crash
The majority of these rappers ain't nothing but some fags
Wanna be prettier than that bitch Stacy Dash
I be spending my rocks on the block like Steve Nash
Collect my cash, then everybody gon' brag on my dough
Whoa, just hold up, I'm rollin' up
My money, is coming tough, I'm blowing up
The block, is mine bruh, that's on bloods
Think it's, a game nigga, now what's up
Whoa, just hold up, I'm rollin' up
My money, is coming tough, I'm blowing up
The block, is mine bruh, that's on bloods
Think it's, a game nigga, now what's up
Whoa, just hold up, I'm rollin' up
My money, is coming tough, I'm blowing up
The block, is mine bruh, that's on bloods
Think it's, a game nigga, now what's up
Whoa, just hold up, I'm rollin' up
My money, is coming tough, I'm blowing up
The block, is mine bruh, that's on bloods
Think it's, a game nigga, now what's up



Writer(s): Adrian Locke, Grace Hamilton, Mcmurray, Steve Locke


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