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big30 - uh huh lyrics

[intro: atl jacob & big30]
yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy
she like—
you got a tesla pill and casamigos (uh+huh)
know i’m sayin’? like, you think they’d let us in? (uh+huh)
finna get there soon
blrrrd, blrrrd
ayy
yeah, ayy, yeah

[verse 1: atl jacob & big30]
every girl around me got a job, clean these dishes, ayy
i bought five new chains and five new rings for my b+tches, ayy (let’s go)
yes, i got a problem, it’s how i spend my benjis, ayy (facts)
30 popped a 30, got these b+tches playing tennis, ayy (blrrrd)
i talk ’bout these millions, stay up out my business, ayy
i had my brazilian dm my canadian
ayy, she higher than an alien like she can’t feel hеr face again (on god)
ayy, my ex be out hеre talking like she lit or somethin’, uh+huh
i just put ten rackies on my fit or somethin’, uh+huh
right up on your head, you better think of somethin’, uh+huh (ay, ay)
tesla casamigos, better drink you some, uh+huh (let’s go)
[chorus: atl jacob, big30 & ]
i lost track of time, d+mn near blew a dime,
all my b+tches friends, that might blow your mind,
ayy, diamonds on the chain, i made her one of mines,
after we f+ck, i give her cash, never got the time,
ayy, i swap out my whips, you can’t spot me out,
lil’ b+tch turned me down in school, tryna top me now,
ayy, i go tip the waitress with a bust down,
got a preacher kid, she saved, but she cuss now, (blrrrd, blrrrd, yeah)

[verse 2: big30]
ayy, i got lots of cash (cash)
my lil’ asian b+tch (blrrrd) sent me a drac’ from pakistan (pakistan)
you an opp and we ain’t k!ll you, we done shot your ass (ass)
thinkin’ with your d+ck (blrrrd), pants down, got your ass (got your ass)
uh+huh, uh+huh, that boy was sweet as cake (sweet as cake)
he tried to see the b+tch, change of plans, meet the drac’ (meet the drac’)
they bent his ass up, that .308 took off his face (off his face)
now i’m off casamigos (ayy, ayy) with my ho from georgia state (georgia state)
uh+huh (huh?), uh+huh, i live a nice life (a nice life)
i’m f+ckin’ off with b+tches (b+tches), poppin’ bottles, nightlife (nightlife)
they need to free my snake (slime), slime (slime), free shiest life (slatt, slatt)
we on his ass (blrrrd, blrrrd), four hundred shots same night twice (my god)
uh+huh

[chorus: atl jacob, big30 & ]
i lost track of time, d+mn near blew a dime,
all my b+tches friends, that might blow your mind,
ayy, diamonds on the chain, i made her one of mines,
after we f+ck, i give her cash, never got the time,
ayy, i swap out my whips, you can’t spot me out,
lil’ b+tch turned me down in school, tryna top me now,
ayy, i go tip the waitress with a bust down,
got a preacher kid, she saved, but she cuss now,
[outro: atl jacob & big30]
uh+huh, uh+huh
uh+huh, uh+huh
uh+huh, uh+huh
uh+huh, uh+huh

- big30 lyrics

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