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big a – runtz lyrics

[verse 1: big a]
big pack, big sack, you can smell it on me
and i don’t f+ck with too many n+ggas, the way y’all tell the homies
couple chains, new nikes, and a 40 on me
n+gga, and it stay on me, ’cause i know n+ggas be hungry
seen a n+gga out here gettin’ it, tried to run up
i’m steve austin, hit the n+gga with the stunna
i beat him to it, get to clappin’ like the thunder
for real, you know how things be escalating in the summer
i’m in the lair, big coolin’ with the blue lights
new nights, new sights, we on new flights
baby, sock it to me, make a movie, you my new type
you ever seen a fat n+gga off the top turn box?
picked apart a chunk and get to rappin’ like i’m bone crusher
matter of fact, i’m takin’ a second to breathe
f+ck, sheesh, all this uptempo sh+t did it for me
shorty h+lla kinky, think she popped a couple adderall
had her throwin’ ass in a circle like a swiss roll
b+tch rode my d+ck, grabbed my titty, had to push her off
in the weird+ass lookin’ telly doin’ somersaults
i’m in the game, in the game, in the game, n+gga
i’m on the board, and i done lapped you and them lame n+ggas
i’m charged up and they won’t know how far i done came, n+gga
ayy, check the score, we are not the f+ckin’ same, n+gga (b+tch)

[verse 2: nef the pharaoh]
i came out feet first, i was a breached birth
we sell fiends work, you n+ggas be in church
auntie scream, “yes, lord,” i understood her words
that mean this sh+t hit good and it struck a nerve
i had it in a louis bag, now it’s on the side of me
if you ain’t gon’ shoot while i drive, then don’t ride with me
when my sons turn eighteen, i’ma get ’em high with me
did a song with myself and charged me a fee (here)
[interlude: shootergang kony]
sheesh, look

[verse 3: shootergang kony]
i ain’t never ran from no n+gga (nope)
lil’ kony, he done got it out the mud like four+wheelers (huh?)
i’m standin’ in the corner tryna hide from broke n+ggas
all that lil’ flexin’ get you shot like cole bennett, ayy
b+tches tryna hold my money ransom, b+tch, just send it to a n+gga
only care when i look good, so i ain’t sendin’ n+ggas pictures
she ask me if i wanna smoke, i’m like i know this ain’t a swisher
upped the pole and hit him with a crooked shot, derek fisher (b+tch)

[verse 4: daboii]
like what’s the dealio?
rippin’ up my contract, i can’t sign, this ain’t no milly, bro
n+gga, i ain’t even main event, still’ll steal the show
drop the top, one b+tton, put the ceiling on
drop the top, one b+tton, now the ceiling off
in the hood with the demons, but i’m still a boss
all my opps in one building, knock the building off
and i be cattin’ on your b+tch, but i’m still a dog, n+gga

[outro: big a]
sheesh
what did kony say?
i’m in the corner hidin’ from broke n+ggas

- big a lyrics

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