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son kuma - make it big lyrics

[hook: son k+ma]
i put a body on it ima make it big
i pull up rocking my givenchy in the vip
put my locs up in a bun and let my fists talk
push my thoughts too far i guess i left you p+ssed off
pockets rocket to the moon im bout to lift off
too busy living like a martian in my ziploc
ill be honest i ain’t f+cking with ya
better earn your stripes theres lions out here chasing zebras

[verse 1: son k+ma]
i chase tequila
cus i got the juice and its f+ckin me up (uh)
i wanna get so drunk maria
oh maria oh sativa yeah mm
ya can’t copy my fit (my fit)
brown coffee light drip (drip drip drip drip)
you can’t off me i’m lit (lit)
just gimme one chance
make the club rain (bandz)
make that ass shake (dance)
(shake that ass shake that ass shake that ass)
so who’s your mans? (who’s your mans? who’s your mans?)
teachers said im a handful
haters said id get trampled (alright)
i need my money on ample (lotta money on ample)
my dad said don’t gamble one time (alright)

[hook: son k+ma]
i put a body on it ima make it big
i pull up rocking my givenchy in the vip
put my locs up in a bun and let my fists talk
push my thoughts too far i guess i left you p+ssed off
pockets rocket to the moon im bout to lift off
too busy living like a martian in my ziploc
ill be honest i ain’t f+cking with ya
better earn your stripes theres lions out here chasing zebras

[verse 2: gebreezy]
there’s things i’d never tell a hoe theres hoes i’m f+cking and i’d never tell a soul
and when they’re pretty and that p+ssy good i never tell them no
my n+gga ship it state to state if he get caught that federal
produced by me and this sh+t goes i split the heavens when i flow
vocals like my hoes you know i lay em real good
unhealthy habits and i know but if they so bad then why they feel good? (why they feel good?)
lately i’ve been giving into all my vices taking the wrong route like italians that sailed the atlantic for spices and started a never ending crisis
put me sleeping on her story now i confiscate the vices
getting head for weeks and cut it off like isis (yeah)
she hit me saying we should chill more
i leveled up now i don’t want your top
i wanna be top of the billboard (yeah)

[outro: son k+ma]
i put a body on it ima make it big

- son kuma lyrics

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