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bigbodynaji - bissonnet blue chips lyrics

b-tch i was cruisin bissonet uhhuh
wit a tec
run wit the pack watch me high step
hi tec yeah i got a pint left
i got gold all my neck and on my chest aaa
i got chips i got chips and i’m ballin at the ritz
if you bark like a b-tch left hand chop michael vick
i see opps ima spit kiss my moms wit the same lips
yeah they blue just like a crip like the diamonds on my wrist b-tch i got chips

i am too big for designer
i’m rubbin some vicks on ya mama
scope wit the ray no lana
chew on my d-ck like piranha
i’m sippin the blunt in my soda
young n-gg- cold north dakota
her legs they spread like ebola a chip in my pocket & one on my shoulder
glocks in a duffle we pull em harder than a muscle
if i die today put some suede on the shovel
posted on the block i ain’t talkin double doubles
if some bullets scramble out my pocket better hope they fumble
seal it off
steal ya jaw
run ya pockets, steerin off
she drink me like the smirnoff
bust on her watch her smear it off
i ain’t got no fear at all
kaepernick they kneelin off
fake banger with banana clips see me and get to peelin off
in my prime no opto
she drink me like moscato
if i ever see lovato ima lick it like gelato
playboi jimmy 30 b-tches in my grotto
that’s a foot up in ya mouth if you hatin like mr. socko
come wit the glocks out bullets runnin on a hot route
went to dealership told em take the top out
put bread and my cheddar to ya beef like a chophouse
if the cops out you cop out and we don’t flop out
aw mam them racks aw yeah come to me call of duty the toolie gon hit that oowwee kick back like bruce lee
i’m trapping i sip on the maple leaf
your money is fake it is make believe
you n-gg-s ain’t safe in the major leagues
my diamonds mighty blind ya don’t take a peak
i’m riding round my side of town oops on me like oj
i know some devils in that blue but they ain’t hoopin with coach k
yo chips is pequeno my nachos picante
if i ever see yonce ima eat her like an entree
hey there delilah lemme come and pipe ya
copped a phantom off some lyrics hop in the ghostwriter
she tryna fake kick like an onsider
put my fist in ya -ss keep it civil wit the right up
get it the fast way
ski mask way
light these rappers up and put out the ashtray
mn-gg-s don’t know their wifey on back page
took her backstage and beat it till her -ss in a back brace

- bigbodynaji lyrics

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