Lyrics Big Doe - Big Solo , KK the Artist

Wake up, wake up, wake up

Big Solo, ouu, sorry
K-K-KK, not again!

Wake up, meditation
Makin bacon
But my eyes low
Run up till my thighs blow

Wake up, I'm in space
I know I can, on my Nas flow
Smoke runtz, but we big doe
Yea we big doe, yea yea, we big doe

We used to slide in broad day like Beyblades (Ouu)
Yuh, I ain't change, no they changed (Yuh)
Boy, you ain't really gang gang (Yuh)
You a fake, yeah you so lame (Yuh)

I just been counting it up, I ain't flipping chickens
It was a couple lil summers ago, I had digits
I ain't gon fuck on no little hoe if she be itching
Shit, ouu, okay, I ain't throwing disses (Yuh)

I'm really sliding this beat, I hit, I don't miss it, yeah
Timmy Turner, yeah, making them wishes, yuh
Aye, she a Tinder hoe, she ain't getting dicked, yuh
Aye, got a light skin, she ain't no trick, yuh

Aye, I been in the streets
I've been pulling tricks, yuh
Aye, we make it go crazy, shit we lit (Yeah, aye)
And no you ain't my baby, lil bitch (Yeah)

Aye, I'm throwing them disses, yuh
Aye, ain't blowing no kisses, yuh

Wake up, meditation
Makin bacon
But my eyes low
Run up till my thighs blow

Wake up, I'm in space
I know I can, on my Nas flow
Smoke runtz, but we big doe
But we big doe, see us in the sky, hoe

Bitch, this is Laurelle
I was made to give em hell
Slide yo block popping shells, nigga
Who you gon tell

If you snitching, gang gang
We got that good aim
Slide yo block get the thang
Yo know, that's what we aim

Wake up, meditation
Makin bacon
But my eyes low
Run up till my thighs blow

Wake up, I'm in space
I know I can, on my Nas flow
Smoke runtz, but we big doe
But we big doe, see us in the sky, hoe

I'm moonwalkin in my Jordans
Good clothes, feeling mighty important
Damn, she say I'm that nigga
Yes ma'am, but my watch way bigger

Career off vowels, IAE&O it
Throw the beat up, then I RKO it
No Lance shit, man I can't blow it
Drink like I write, man, imma poet

Hmm
Let that shit
Kamp Kounselor KK, class dismissed

Wake up, meditation
Makin bacon
But my eyes low
Run up till my thighs blow

Wake up, I'm in space
I know I can, on my Nas flow
Smoke runtz, but we big doe
But we big doe, yea, we in the sky, hoe