Текст песни Big General - YB SK8

Yea imma big general bitch i feel like hitler
What the fuck yea yea yea aye Bitch big general yea yea yea yea big general

Imma big general bitch i feel like hitler
Put some ice on my ear like a god dam blizzard
Im having racks might fuck on your sister
I get the pack drop it off to the young niggas
My youngins retarted get the glock go dumb with it
This aint new era put the strap to your fitted
Get rich or die trying bitch im feeling like 50
Bitch i won't stop trapping till i make me a million
Bitch i'm notorious i'm feeling like biggie
I got the strap on me like missy elliot
Streets voted big sk8 for president
I get the pack shipped right to your residence
I'm having racks in the tuck elephant
I killed the scene Im Not leaving no evidence
Im having green in my pocket celery
Take the draco out the bag make it sang like a melody

I got the drum on me like swiss beats
Im having old bankrolls antique
Playing with the pack get a pussy put six feet
I got the bag im the nigga that they wanna be
I make the bows slam dunk like dominique
When you having racks you can fuck a nigga auntie
Jus made a play put dem packs on the front seat
Head shots for all of my opps like kennedy
I drop a bag they ain't leaving no witnesses
Charge him up i aint feeling his energy
I know some og's got blocks like chimneys
Mortal combat pass that boy the glock finish it
Im in your bitch mouth more than the dentists
I'm having paper on me like i printed it
I catch a opp walk em down in my timberlands
We spending racks like this money unlimited

Imma big general bitch i feel like hitler
Put some ice on my ear like a god dam blizzard
Im having racks might fuck on your sister
I get the pack drop it off to the young niggas
My youngins retarted get the glock go dumb with it
This aint new era put the strap to your fitted
Get rich or die trying bitch im feeling like 50
Bitch i won't stop trapping till i make me a million
Bitch i'm notorious i'm feeling like biggie
I got the strap on me like missy elliot
Streets voted big sk8 for president
I get the pack shipped right to your residence
I'm having racks in the tuck elephant
I killed the scene Im Not leaving no evidence
Im having green in my pocket celery
Take the draco out the bag make it sang like a melody