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drego & beno - big baller brand lyrics

[intro]
jose the plug

[verse 1: bandgang masoe]
boy, that b-tch ain’t even bad, she decent
just turned a faithful ho into a cheater, yeah
we runnin’ through them scales like a libra
this chopper rock the boat like aaliyah, yeah
well, i get it, distribute it to my people
they snorters, they don’t like to f-ck with needles
i’m ridin’ ’round with beans like he sigel
doin’ dirt got me stripes like adidas, yeah
h-ll nah, we can’t kick it, this ain’t fifa
run up on me, we’ll bake you like anita
quick to hit a n-gg- queen like latifah
you can’t hide for too long, we gon’ meet you, n-gg-
stack this shit up like it’s legos
i don’t f-ck with dawg because he pay low
do i need to say more?
quick to drop dirty shit in the faygo
hit up la to bay, last stop diego
i’m out of here, n-gg-

[verse 2: shredgang mone]
i keep a pistol for you punks
i’m that shredgang n-gg- that’ll hit a n-gg- up
yeah, it’s plastic on this b-tch, but if i hit you, then you done
i don’t sell another song, i’ma get it off this gun
b-tch, i’m the one, i thought you broke hoes knew that
have a b-tch stompin’ like she trainin’ out for boot camp
break a b-tch then tell her n-gg- i’m the new champ
ain’t really want the b-tch, i just broke the ho for a few bands
take a plane and go and get it out a ho
if the b-tch start playin’ games, get the cash, then i’m gone
hit the bay, get some packs, drop the packages on bro
he ain’t gon’ hit my line ’til the packages is gone
fitness cl-ss the way we runnin’ through them pounds
n-gg-s really ain’t on shit, they just be runnin’ at the mouth
’til we get them whereabouts, then we runnin’ in his house
tryna dodge all these bullets, you’ll be runnin’ for some miles
pussy -ss n-gg-

[verse 3: beno]
she said stop drinkin’ that lean, tryna pour out my pop
it’s ’bout thirty, forty, sixty shots comin’ out this chop
i can cook it, split on spot, you can get right now
she say she want that 2019 saint laurent
you know we still slappin’, it’s ’bout a hundred spots
i got ’bout three hundred blues, i can’t move right now
godd-mn, the landlord, he tryna move us out
if you got a problem with me, we can shoot it out

[verse 4: j. prince]
if we catch you on the east, then we gon’ stretch you
i just took her to the k, she think she special
captain save-a-ho, you comin’ to these hoes’ rescue
sellin’ dog by the grams, i ain’t givin’ out no testers
we was down bad ’til we opened up the presser
he pull up on that tip and he gon’ leave out on a stretcher
plug just called, i can take off any second
reach for some ice, we gon’ send him to the reverend

[verse 5: drego]
ayy, i got this wingman that shoot it like trevor ariza
they said your work wasn’t good, they said it was decent
we got the bud, the beans, the blow if you need it
it’s the big baller brand, i grind with my people
godd-mn, forgot the drank, gotta b-mp with my people
i can teach you the ropes, laylah ali you
man, i wake up, talk to my glock, “i love you, i need you”
i run it up fast, just like a demon
we must be talkin’ ’bout some girl, the only b-tch i’m needin’
i can triple up your bag, yeah i’m wolf streetin’
he flexin’ with his man bag, i heard he wasn’t eatin’
i can make him do a hit for no reason

- drego beno lyrics

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