Bdslaya - Smoking Dope (feat. Big Five) Lyrics

This that B.D. and that Big five shit, bitch
Y'all know how we rockin, y'all know how we poppin
B.D. poppin' out, you know we smokin' dope
Y'all know me and B.D. gotta keep that shit on us

B.D. poppin' out, you know we smokin' dope
At the park smokin' weed and we just chillin
We ain't beefin' with you niggas, all my niggas get to trippin
He Was talkin' hella shit and now he tryna play the victim

Catch him bad up in traffic, now his mama mad she miss him
Me and B.D, we was thuggin' in the trenches
Every other day, B.D. had hella bitches
Had to throw the bitch away because her pussy smell like chicken

Don't question B.D, don't worry, she always get it
She put her fingers in your picture, have you hella mad
Lil' mexican boy, at the school I almost beat his ass
When you speakin' down on B.D, you know I'm on your ass

Bitch wanna f*ck with the team, but her pussy trash
Pussy niggas, lil' nigga, get up on your ass
Me and five mobbin, your bitch lookin' better get her ass
N.C.U. never change up, but forget the past

We was on that nigga ass, five scared his ass
Had him shakin' on Cuddy, birthday give him pass
Before I had to strap, them bitches moanin, throwin' ass
So fly with many bitches, now I'm jet-lagged

Me and Cuddy need the riches, need a big bag
And I put that on Rinni, you niggas is some fags
Don't worry Cuddy, I'ma knock her on her ass
Facts, huh? Nigga, we runnin shit bad

Shortcake trippin, shoulda got that bitch who notified my Cuddy was bad
Me and five smokin, now we see the vision fast
Me and five smokin, mainey nigga trippin, beat your ass
I'ma spark the blunt before five do you bad

Yeah, he punk fakin, nigga, what
Check mark his ass, nigga