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big moochie grape, key glock & kenny muney - bigg azz bands lyrics

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[chorus: big moochie grape & kenny muney]
beat this sh+t up like my first name madonna (beat it up)
smash on your b+tch, bet that p+ssy get punished (smash, smash)
livin’ real good, but i come out the dungeon (come out the dungeon)
spot me an opp, he get shot in his conscience (brrt, fah)
chasin’ that money, i’ma get that sh+t constantly (get this sh+t constantly)
send my assassins, you know how they comin’ (send my lil’ n+ggas)
in the trunk slammin’ ‘bows, andre drummond (slam, slam)
i’m a young rich n+gga, they know i be stuntin’ (yes, sir)
blow the b+tch up, this sh+t get out of hand (yes, sir)
i’m the same young n+gga, turned my haters to fans (haters to fans)
youngest og, i’m the one givin’ demands (givin’ demands)
steppin’ on sh+t, that boy can’t get a chance (steppin’ on sh+t)
know they f+cked up when i jumped out the can (yeah)
walk ’round with big+ass bands (big bands)
huh, bands, yeah (big bands)
walk ’round with big+ass bands, n+gga (yes, sir, muney)

[verse 1: kenny muney]
hmm, walkin’ ’round with big+ass money
young n+gga walk ’round with big+ass paper (paper)
real trap n+gga, got rich sellin’ acres and grass
set me a feelin’ ’bout glaciers (rocks)
walkin’ ’round with big+ass craters
diamonds colorful, too many flavors
my b+tch, she be stallions, i need a stable (yeah)
ayy, i’m rich as f+ck and i don’t play for the pacers, n+gga
young n+gga rich and i ain’t playin’ no sport
jumped out the porsche and went and got me some money (munyun)
n+gga, i ain’t goin’ for nothin’
f+ck all them slow+ass guns, put the switch on the drac’, make it shoot like a tommy (bah, bah, bah)
real street n+gga, no rap, no mummy (yeah, yeah)
f+ckin’ this b+tch and she ain’t got no stomach (yeah)
all these blue diamonds, my last name should’ve been hundred, but it’s muney, n+gga (muney)
[chorus: big moochie grape & key glock]
beat this sh+t up like my first name madonna (beat it up)
smash on your b+tch, bet that p+ssy get punished (smash, smash)
livin’ real good, but i come out the dungeon (come out the dungeon)
spot me an opp, he get shot in his conscience (brrt, fah)
chasin’ that money, i’ma get that sh+t constantly (get this sh+t constantly)
send my assassins, you know how they comin’ (send my lil’ n+ggas)
in the trunk slammin’ ‘bows, andre drummond (slam, slam)
i’m a young rich n+gga, they know i be stuntin’ (yes, sir)
blow the b+tch up, this sh+t get out of hand (yes, sir)
i’m the same young n+gga, turned my haters to fans (haters to fans)
youngest og, i’m the one givin’ demands (givin’ demands)
steppin’ on sh+t, that boy can’t get a chance (steppin’ on sh+t)
know they f+cked up when i jumped out the can (yeah)
walk ’round with big+ass bands (big bands, rocks)
huh, bands, yeah (big bands, racks)
walk ’round with big+ass bands, n+gga (yeah)

[verse 2: key glock]
walkin’ ’round with big+ass knots (phew, phew, rocks)
run up on me, n+gga, i think not (bah, bah, bah, not)
one up in the head, i ain’t even got a c+ck it (c+ck)
all i gotta do is aim this b+tch and pop (pop)
yeah, wipe a n+gga nose, i ain’t gotta see snot (snot, phew)
canary diamonds like corn on the cob (cob)
just made a play, i throw lil’ bro a lot (woo)
if i want you gone, i just wink or not (yeah)
“me and glizock just had a ménage” (mwah)
i’m gettin’ cake, it ain’t even my birthday (birthday)
i been hustlin’ hard since the start (start)
n+ggas ain’t f+ckin’ with me on they worst day (yeah)
chrome heart frames, harry potter (woah)
i be puttin’ this sh+t on, i’m in first place (yeah)
in that p+ssy ’til i reach the bottom (bottom)
yeah, she said it feel like a nerve quake (uh, yeah)
i be
[chorus: big moochie grape]
beat this sh+t up like my first name madonna (beat it up)
smash on your b+tch, bet that p+ssy get punished (smash, smash)
livin’ real good, but i come out the dungeon (come out the dungeon)
spot me an opp, he get shot in his conscience (brrt, fah)
chasin’ that money, i’ma get that sh+t constantly (get this sh+t constantly)
send my assassins, you know how they comin’ (send my lil’ n+ggas)
in the trunk slammin’ ‘bows, andre drummond (slam, slam)
i’m a young rich n+gga, they know i be stuntin’ (yes, sir)
blow the b+tch up, this sh+t get out of hand (yes, sir)
i’m the same young n+gga, turned my haters to fans (haters to fans)
youngest og, i’m the one givin’ demands (givin’ demands)
steppin’ on sh+t, that boy can’t get a chance (steppin’ on sh+t)
know they f+cked up when i jumped out the can (yeah)
walk ’round with big+ass bands (big bands)
huh, bands, yeah (big bands)
walk ’round with big+ass bands, n+gga (yes, sir)



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