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big sad 1900 - high speeds lyrics

[intro]
just made a hit man
we in this b+tch at four a.m. man making songs man
n+gga just made a hit man four in the morning sh+t these n+ggas sleep
i’m on that man like you n+ggas need to wake up
this sh+t crazy i’m gettin’ rich this year man

[chorus]
i gotta call mando we trap at the bando (bando uhuh)
pulling knots out my pockets whats these rubber bands for (rubber bands for)
‘gon and blow your candle i know you tuff rambo (rambo)
somesh+t you gotta handle now go get a lambo (huh)
n+gga slide we do high speeds eye’s like i’m chinese (like i’m chinese)
i don’t need no i.d. let a n+gga try me (yeah)
muggsy bogues playing with the giants n+gga five three (i’m five three)
i ain’t cl!ckin’ with no n+gga that ain’t my beef (yeah)
[verse 1]
go and top me i want it sloppy you said im top three (im top three b+tch)
my b+tch caught me laying with a ho i said its not me (b+tch that is not mе)
n+gga’s like to pick and choose and come and box mе (come and box me)
on live telling your lil story like they shot me (huh)
come save the ho i ran threw the b+tch you was my favorite ho (yeah)
don’t play with me you know who really having paper though (yeah)
i just missed the b+tch she came to you but you ain’t take her though (nah)
she was getting old anyway i had to let her go (i had to let her go)
road trips we take road trips and get backends (and get backends)
the camera poppin i can see it all when i back in
i ain’t really have it like that but that was back then
the b+tch left think i give a f+ck i just be laughin’ (huh)
make a b+tch and make another b+tch thats if you askin’ (yeah)
these n+ggas should be actin’ but somehow they steady rappin’
we got bowls in for the low end and we ain’t taxin’
i dont f+cked every b+tch in the city i ain’t braggin’

[chorus]
i gotta call mando we trap at the bando (bando)
pulling knots out my pockets whats these rubber bands for (rubber bands for)
‘gon and blow your candle i know you tuff rambo (rambo)
somesh+t you gotta handle now go get a lambo (huh)
n+gga slide we do high speeds eye’s like i’m chinese (like i’m chinese)
i don’t need no i.d. let a n+gga try me (yeah)
muggsy bogues playing with the giants n+gga five three (i’m five three)
i ain’t cl!ckin’ with no n+gga that ain’t my beef (yeah)
[verse 2]
i don’t know about that type of sh+t i took the paper route (i don’t know about it)
you a geek lookin’ for some clout you took the hater route (took the hater route n+gga)
used to have that b+tch walk the blade you went and ate her out (tricka’)
trick n+gga you in love with her gon’ and take her out (yeah)
bro you better not pull over hit the gas
ho you know we in the streets we living fast (yeah)
lil bro facetime me everytime that n+gga pass(n+gga pass)
i was thinking get a half a million make it last (huh)
baltimore on the nine five check the homicide (check the homicide)
real n+ggas f+ck with real n+ggas and i’m seeing why (and i’m seeing why)
baby you be talking like a boss you just getting by (you just getting by)
i rep the three and the g n+gga every side (n+gga every side)
it’s p.b.g. till my lights off i can’t lie (yeah)
west l.a. disrespect that watch n+ggas die (watch n+ggas die)
dope vibe pretty little b+tch but she h+lla fried (b+tch r+t+rded)
you spent your money and your time man those si’s

- big sad 1900 lyrics

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