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dally auston - big mike lyrics

[verse 1-dally]
big mike in the wood
walking around like i wish would a n-gga would
been a gangster for a long long time
lot of n-ggas think tht i ain’t got it yet
i’mma show em
dnt stop give it time make it pop
like the girl with tht -ss do something
do it for the squad save peso
intorduce myself as the slim foe
have u ever seen such a pimp so
humble wit these n-gga till they cross me
mediator to k!ller
chiraq demolitier
whole team get up on ya -ss if ya do
nighas ain’t really with the sh-ts
but they claim doe
few ones gon ya ain’t een kno
hahn..

call me big mike
n-gga float from the free throw
u cnt see me like
peep through the peep hole
green go
call me big mike
to the 2 3
fee fie foe
blowin on the tree no dro
tell me is u kin or u foe?
like n-ggas loud u ain’t even kno
u ain’t neva seen no flow
k!ll em with the k!ller flow
no llama bring the drama
val venus on ya baby momma
like squad
bring it to the wood now y’all
bring it to the wood now y’all
boys 2 a thug
dnt stawp

[hook 2x]
call me big mike from wood
took yo girl by the hand
& i turnt her to a fan

[verse 2- fresco]

ridin round with my cold b-tch
done drove past my old b-tch
p-ssy k!ller fresco be the culprit
and we coastin
wax in that stick gat her floatin
and that potion
gat her all bent up in emotions
tryna tell a n-gga how i got her open
but im focused im like ho spin
she like true, true
gave a n-gga that true its cool
like a n-gga can’t view that she loose
show a n-gga that pink and that blue
yeah you can bring her and her too
lets make a fl!ck show the world how to cut boo
unbuckle louie’s with ya t–th gat me so boost
so boost yea dat pink matter so juiced so juiced

them p-ssy f-kers say them boys dont bang enough
i say them p-ssy f-kers must be smokin angel dust
them f-kers must be af cuz my money savin up
but a n-gga still on that grind cuz a young n-gga still ain’t made enough
call me greedy but my pockets claim presidents
call me a -ssh0l- careless about a ho man dese b-tches be praisin us
tell them f-ck n-ggas step it up
mama allen ain’t raise no chump
pull a 40 hol up? na the spot blown up put his brains on the pavement bruh

[hook 2x]

- dally auston lyrics

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