[Intro: BigXthaPlug]
(Tony Coles)
Ayy

[Verse 1: BigXthaPlug]
See, these n***as must think that I'm sweet or I'm soft, but I swear that I'm far from a ho
N***a reach for my wrist or my neck or my ear, on my son, bitch, I swear I'ma blow
I'm up next out the city, that's why n***as mad, they gon' cap and say somethin' 'bout a ho
Like a bitch told me this or a bitch said that, I'm like, "Fuck it, I'm uppin' the score"
I thought n***as was real, but these n***as is hoes, me and 'Ma, we gon' stick to the code
These bitch n***as is broke, see, we out on the road
Different money, these n***as wouldn't know
Either stuck in they city or scared to do shows
Before rap, I was kickin' in doors
If I go in this bag, then they gеttin' exposed
See, the truth is thеy mad 'bout a ho
Or they probably got robbed way back when I was broke
See, these n***as is stiff off of coke
Yeah, I know he got took there like three times before
I got killers gon' step for the low
My lil' brother gon' step for a PlayStation 4
Yeah, we with it, we want all the smoke
If step in this kitchen, I know he gon' choke
Throw me in prison, I'm gettin' a pole
Not sure how, but we got that shit there for the low
I got fifty just stuffed in my coat
'Cause my britches too heavy, they holdin' a pole
N***a reach and I'm lettin' 'em go
I shot fifty, Deonsha, he shot fifty-four
Left wrist hella ice like the snow
Thirty ball on my neck, if he reach, then he gone
Bitch, we active, don't get on no phone on the net and go talk about what's goin' on
In my phone like, "Bro, leave me alone," he a ho and I'm knowin' what time that he on
Really stay to myself 'cause I know how to step, if I do, they gon' holler out, "BigX, you wrong"
One of one, I could never be cloned
I came up in six months, in a year, I was gone
That's what happen when I'm in my zone
[Verse 2: Ro$ama]
Off top, I'll never pop Percs in the club
'Fore a n***a catch me slippin' off drugs
N***a play with my name and it's up
Have some young n***as ready to crash, Henry Ruggs
How the fuck you ain't stand on your ten?
When you saw lil' dude, you was 'posed to get blends
And you had that lil' Drac' in your pants
You already knew we was gon' jump in
But fuck it, I guess some n***as ain't goin'
Mannequin Challenge, n***as ain't havin' motion
107 Hoover, you already know it
Handicap n***as, I hang with some rollers
Ice water my neck and my wrist, I'm flooded
N***as actin' too blunt and get gutted
Bezel piece on my neck look studded
KB, give me the Drac', I'ma make that bitch stutter
I could've took off his neck
'Cause Crip say he gotta go up if he show disrespect
Could've got him walked down for a check
Take one to the head and two more to the chest
Had some young n***as ready to lurk
Get your ass put down six feet in the dirt
Could've got him roped up for a Perc'
Or some Purple brand jeans and a Dior shirt
Yeah, can't count for the net or a bitch
If I throw him the Glock or the TEC, he gon' shoot with some aim, that's a gang assist
Yeah, uh, you couldn't even touch my cuticles
How much is your chain? Shit, it cost the same thing that it cost for your motherfuckin' funeral
[Outro: Ro$ama]
Bitch