(What's my mutha f*ckin name nigga?) (yeah)
They just call me B
Hard and Cocky like PP
The way they watching me, niggas better call me TV
Every other nigga is beneath me
And dudes are getting Cs but they couldn't ever see me
Skin tight jeans and a hat that will snap back
Better check my back pack, niggas wanna scrap and I'll snap back
Make ya take a nap, Rat
Put ya in a crap sack
So when I go to shoot, you ain't even gotta tap tap
He cannot be serious
Homie is delirious
The way you rap bout dough while lookin broke is just mysterious
You don't get no leeway
Niggas Know that B is the shit
They anticipating me like a three-way
It's alright if B gay
But your nigga? He g
He just lie to you like older women on they b-day
I don't know wanna be ye
So I'm graduating school, never been a tool
Like what (pit) crews got on speedways
Big dick, grow so thick and you can check it
I don't want ya 2 cents boy, you shoulda kept it
Ya mouth wanna run but bwoy, I wouldn't let it
You talk all that shit and homie, you can get it
Big dick grow so thick and you can check it
(Said my big dick grow so thick and you can check it)
I don't want ya 2 cents bwoy, you shoulda kept it
(I don't want ya 2 cents bwoy, you shoulda kept it)
Ya mouth wanna run but bwoy, I wouldn't let it
(Says ya mouth wanna run but bwoy, I wouldn't let it)
Cause you talk all that shit and homie, you can get it
(And if you keep talking shit then homie, you can get it)
L-l-living on a big hill
If I let you breathe around me, it's a big deal
And if you come for me, I'm going in for big kills, bitch...
Big deals, I'm making big deals
You can find me living on a big Hill
Bringing home the bacon, So I'm eating big Meals
And if you come for me, I'm going in for big kills, Bitch
Big deals, I'm making big deals
You can find me living on a big Hill
Bringing home the bacon, So I'm eating big Meals
And if you come for me, I'm going in for big kills, Bitch
Big Kills -oing in for big kills
L-L-Living on a big hill
If I let you breath around me, It's a big deal
And if you come for me, I'm going in for big kills, Bitch
Big Cock, big top shoota
Cop Big rocks like Big Shot Luda
Got Big glocks I nickname Buddha
I make a lot of cheese so my nickname Gouda
I'm a little vicious, a little ambitious
The way these niggas flowing how I used to is suspicious
The Candy Bars you spit could be lovely and delicious
But when I rap the bars that come are nasty and malicious
I am, this much closer to your dreams
You can't shit on that nigga, but your booty stinks
You talk shit, you won't hear me say a word cause see
I take it to bars like I'm in the f*cking mood for drinks
Now, that I'm, twenty one, give it to anyone
I'd dumb it down, but these niggas already plenty dumb
Cause if you ain't all about ya cash
Then me and You, little nigga, ain't allowed to smash
I pass the mic and it's like I give it back to trash
You're rihmeek mill, takin L's back to back to back to back
You need to get back on track
Cause from the feedback, all I know's yo ass is wack
Your Stupid, Should I dumb it down for you sir?
I get a lot of green and I don't need a juicer
It's Brandon for the win, Ima make you a loser
Wake the f*ck up, nigga you need a rooster
Big deals, I'm making big deals
You can find me living on a big Hill
Bringing home the bacon, So I'm eating big Meals
And if you come for me, I'm going in for big kills, Bitch
Big deals, I'm making big deals
You can find me living on a big Hill
Bringing home the bacon, So I'm eating big Meals
And if you come for me, I'm going in for big kills, Bitch
Big Kills -oing in for big kills
L-L-Living on a big hill
If I let you breath around me, It's a big deal
And if you come for me, I'm going in for big kills, Bitch
Pass that shit to Brandon, yuh
Big deals, I'm making big deals
You can find me living on a big Hill
Bringing home the bacon, So I'm eating big Meals
And if you come for me, I'm going in for big kills, Bitch
Bringing home the bacon
Like cake is what I'm making
I do not f*ck with pigs so alamalakum
Ima... go getter so I get em and dead em
And talk about how I ain't never met em
You got zero chances, nigga
Where's my advances, nigga?
You f*ckin with my dough, and I say Francis, Get em (look)
I got mad skills
I give ya bitch chills
And If you come for me, I'm going in for big kills bitch
Brandon Ubaid - Thick / for Big Kills (feat. Francis Mezy) Lyrics
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(What's my mutha f*ckin name nigga?) (yeah)
They just call me B
Hard and Cocky like PP
The way they watching me, niggas better call me TV
Every other nigga is beneath me
And dudes are getting Cs but they couldn't ever see me
Skin tight jeans and a hat that will snap back
Better check my back pack, niggas wanna scrap and I'll snap back
Make ya take a nap, Rat
Put ya in a crap sack
So when I go to shoot, you ain't even gotta tap tap
He cannot be serious
Homie is delirious
The way you rap bout dough while lookin broke is just mysterious
You don't get no leeway
Niggas Know that B is the shit
They anticipating me like a three-way
It's alright if B gay
But your nigga? He g
He just lie to you like older women on they b-day
I don't know wanna be ye
So I'm graduating school, never been a tool
Like what (pit) crews got on speedways
Big dick, grow so thick and you can check it
I don't want ya 2 cents boy, you shoulda kept it
Ya mouth wanna run but bwoy, I wouldn't let it
You talk all that shit and homie, you can get it
Big dick grow so thick and you can check it
(Said my big dick grow so thick and you can check it)
I don't want ya 2 cents bwoy, you shoulda kept it
(I don't want ya 2 cents bwoy, you shoulda kept it)
Ya mouth wanna run but bwoy, I wouldn't let it
(Says ya mouth wanna run but bwoy, I wouldn't let it)
Cause you talk all that shit and homie, you can get it
(And if you keep talking shit then homie, you can get it)
L-l-living on a big hill
If I let you breathe around me, it's a big deal
And if you come for me, I'm going in for big kills, bitch...
Big deals, I'm making big deals
You can find me living on a big Hill
Bringing home the bacon, So I'm eating big Meals
And if you come for me, I'm going in for big kills, Bitch
Big deals, I'm making big deals
You can find me living on a big Hill
Bringing home the bacon, So I'm eating big Meals
And if you come for me, I'm going in for big kills, Bitch
Big Kills -oing in for big kills
L-L-Living on a big hill
If I let you breath around me, It's a big deal
And if you come for me, I'm going in for big kills, Bitch
Big Cock, big top shoota
Cop Big rocks like Big Shot Luda
Got Big glocks I nickname Buddha
I make a lot of cheese so my nickname Gouda
I'm a little vicious, a little ambitious
The way these niggas flowing how I used to is suspicious
The Candy Bars you spit could be lovely and delicious
But when I rap the bars that come are nasty and malicious
I am, this much closer to your dreams
You can't shit on that nigga, but your booty stinks
You talk shit, you won't hear me say a word cause see
I take it to bars like I'm in the f*cking mood for drinks
Now, that I'm, twenty one, give it to anyone
I'd dumb it down, but these niggas already plenty dumb
Cause if you ain't all about ya cash
Then me and You, little nigga, ain't allowed to smash
I pass the mic and it's like I give it back to trash
You're rihmeek mill, takin L's back to back to back to back
You need to get back on track
Cause from the feedback, all I know's yo ass is wack
Your Stupid, Should I dumb it down for you sir?
I get a lot of green and I don't need a juicer
It's Brandon for the win, Ima make you a loser
Wake the f*ck up, nigga you need a rooster
Big deals, I'm making big deals
You can find me living on a big Hill
Bringing home the bacon, So I'm eating big Meals
And if you come for me, I'm going in for big kills, Bitch
Big deals, I'm making big deals
You can find me living on a big Hill
Bringing home the bacon, So I'm eating big Meals
And if you come for me, I'm going in for big kills, Bitch
Big Kills -oing in for big kills
L-L-Living on a big hill
If I let you breath around me, It's a big deal
And if you come for me, I'm going in for big kills, Bitch
Pass that shit to Brandon, yuh
Big deals, I'm making big deals
You can find me living on a big Hill
Bringing home the bacon, So I'm eating big Meals
And if you come for me, I'm going in for big kills, Bitch
Bringing home the bacon
Like cake is what I'm making
I do not f*ck with pigs so alamalakum
Ima... go getter so I get em and dead em
And talk about how I ain't never met em
You got zero chances, nigga
Where's my advances, nigga?
You f*ckin with my dough, and I say Francis, Get em (look)
I got mad skills
I give ya bitch chills
And If you come for me, I'm going in for big kills bitch
They just call me B
Hard and Cocky like PP
The way they watching me, niggas better call me TV
Every other nigga is beneath me
And dudes are getting Cs but they couldn't ever see me
Skin tight jeans and a hat that will snap back
Better check my back pack, niggas wanna scrap and I'll snap back
Make ya take a nap, Rat
Put ya in a crap sack
So when I go to shoot, you ain't even gotta tap tap
He cannot be serious
Homie is delirious
The way you rap bout dough while lookin broke is just mysterious
You don't get no leeway
Niggas Know that B is the shit
They anticipating me like a three-way
It's alright if B gay
But your nigga? He g
He just lie to you like older women on they b-day
I don't know wanna be ye
So I'm graduating school, never been a tool
Like what (pit) crews got on speedways
Big dick, grow so thick and you can check it
I don't want ya 2 cents boy, you shoulda kept it
Ya mouth wanna run but bwoy, I wouldn't let it
You talk all that shit and homie, you can get it
Big dick grow so thick and you can check it
(Said my big dick grow so thick and you can check it)
I don't want ya 2 cents bwoy, you shoulda kept it
(I don't want ya 2 cents bwoy, you shoulda kept it)
Ya mouth wanna run but bwoy, I wouldn't let it
(Says ya mouth wanna run but bwoy, I wouldn't let it)
Cause you talk all that shit and homie, you can get it
(And if you keep talking shit then homie, you can get it)
L-l-living on a big hill
If I let you breathe around me, it's a big deal
And if you come for me, I'm going in for big kills, bitch...
Big deals, I'm making big deals
You can find me living on a big Hill
Bringing home the bacon, So I'm eating big Meals
And if you come for me, I'm going in for big kills, Bitch
Big deals, I'm making big deals
You can find me living on a big Hill
Bringing home the bacon, So I'm eating big Meals
And if you come for me, I'm going in for big kills, Bitch
Big Kills -oing in for big kills
L-L-Living on a big hill
If I let you breath around me, It's a big deal
And if you come for me, I'm going in for big kills, Bitch
Big Cock, big top shoota
Cop Big rocks like Big Shot Luda
Got Big glocks I nickname Buddha
I make a lot of cheese so my nickname Gouda
I'm a little vicious, a little ambitious
The way these niggas flowing how I used to is suspicious
The Candy Bars you spit could be lovely and delicious
But when I rap the bars that come are nasty and malicious
I am, this much closer to your dreams
You can't shit on that nigga, but your booty stinks
You talk shit, you won't hear me say a word cause see
I take it to bars like I'm in the f*cking mood for drinks
Now, that I'm, twenty one, give it to anyone
I'd dumb it down, but these niggas already plenty dumb
Cause if you ain't all about ya cash
Then me and You, little nigga, ain't allowed to smash
I pass the mic and it's like I give it back to trash
You're rihmeek mill, takin L's back to back to back to back
You need to get back on track
Cause from the feedback, all I know's yo ass is wack
Your Stupid, Should I dumb it down for you sir?
I get a lot of green and I don't need a juicer
It's Brandon for the win, Ima make you a loser
Wake the f*ck up, nigga you need a rooster
Big deals, I'm making big deals
You can find me living on a big Hill
Bringing home the bacon, So I'm eating big Meals
And if you come for me, I'm going in for big kills, Bitch
Big deals, I'm making big deals
You can find me living on a big Hill
Bringing home the bacon, So I'm eating big Meals
And if you come for me, I'm going in for big kills, Bitch
Big Kills -oing in for big kills
L-L-Living on a big hill
If I let you breath around me, It's a big deal
And if you come for me, I'm going in for big kills, Bitch
Pass that shit to Brandon, yuh
Big deals, I'm making big deals
You can find me living on a big Hill
Bringing home the bacon, So I'm eating big Meals
And if you come for me, I'm going in for big kills, Bitch
Bringing home the bacon
Like cake is what I'm making
I do not f*ck with pigs so alamalakum
Ima... go getter so I get em and dead em
And talk about how I ain't never met em
You got zero chances, nigga
Where's my advances, nigga?
You f*ckin with my dough, and I say Francis, Get em (look)
I got mad skills
I give ya bitch chills
And If you come for me, I'm going in for big kills bitch
Writer: Brandon Lee, Francis Mezy
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid