Niggas internet gangsters, man
(Gucci how you feel? Yeah)
(FOREVEROLLING)
(Gucci how you feel?)
Ridin' in somethin' that cost six figures to get the pape' tag
Wit' a bitch who say she the realest but she got fake ass (but her ass fake)
I pop all these Percs, when I don't it'll make my day bad
Yellow Vs, .230 RPs, mixed with Hi-Tech razz (mixed with Hi-Tech razz)
Crystal bows, two into four, get me like ten grand
That's a brick, clear as my wrist, ice like it's sprained bad (ice, ice, ice)
Remember turnin' quarters to zips and it made my J's mad
Remember niggas love me to death, so I made 'em play dead
Thoroughbred, can't say I ain't give 'em all I had (can't say I ain't give 'em all)
But it wasn't enough, activate or you can't lock in wit us
We don't trust, all of 'em tinted up, we tryna hit on somethin'
When they slid on us, end up wreckin' paralyzed and stuck
It ain't safe to ride down Pop lil' bruh, not even on the bus (not even on the bus)
Niggas got a better chance at playin' the lottery than playin' with us
Fakin' tough, I called his bluff, set the bait, kill the wolf (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Your opinion don't mean nothin', you ain't never slid with us
Last time you put in work, nigga, I was a youngin'
.57 puncture a sucker easy as butter
Heat'll knock the meat outta somethin' and make it puss up
You ain't kill nothin' this calendar, shut the f*ck up (be quiet)
You ain't worth a hunnid or better then shut the f*ck up (shut the f*ck up)
In another nigga hood icy, I ain't got nothin' tucked (I got my ice on)
Don't add too much water then stir it and it's gon' lump up
Act like I ain't put in that work when you seen me come up (got it out the mud)
Like I ain't supposed to be here and I just got lucky (I got lucky)
It's funny, same niggas that hate me the ones I fronted (the ones I made)
Knowin' you afraid 'cause you post me and made it public
Knowin' if I tell 'em to go for it ain't no puntin'
F*ck them niggas talkin' about?
Niggas better quit playin', man
Keep that shit internet, man
'Cause niggas don't wanna bump for real in the streets
Know we really out here, man
We the reason shits the way it is, man
And never be the same
Bigger than Life or Death
Bigger Than Life Or Death Video (MV)
Performed By: EST Gee
From Album: Bigger Than Life Or Death
Written by: George Stone III, Jeffrey Lynn Jones Jr., Ronnie O'Bannon
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Niggas internet gangsters, man
(Gucci how you feel? Yeah)
(FOREVEROLLING)
(Gucci how you feel?)
Ridin' in somethin' that cost six figures to get the pape' tag
Wit' a bitch who say she the realest but she got fake ass (but her ass fake)
I pop all these Percs, when I don't it'll make my day bad
Yellow Vs, .230 RPs, mixed with Hi-Tech razz (mixed with Hi-Tech razz)
Crystal bows, two into four, get me like ten grand
That's a brick, clear as my wrist, ice like it's sprained bad (ice, ice, ice)
Remember turnin' quarters to zips and it made my J's mad
Remember niggas love me to death, so I made 'em play dead
Thoroughbred, can't say I ain't give 'em all I had (can't say I ain't give 'em all)
But it wasn't enough, activate or you can't lock in wit us
We don't trust, all of 'em tinted up, we tryna hit on somethin'
When they slid on us, end up wreckin' paralyzed and stuck
It ain't safe to ride down Pop lil' bruh, not even on the bus (not even on the bus)
Niggas got a better chance at playin' the lottery than playin' with us
Fakin' tough, I called his bluff, set the bait, kill the wolf (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Your opinion don't mean nothin', you ain't never slid with us
Last time you put in work, nigga, I was a youngin'
.57 puncture a sucker easy as butter
Heat'll knock the meat outta somethin' and make it puss up
You ain't kill nothin' this calendar, shut the f*ck up (be quiet)
You ain't worth a hunnid or better then shut the f*ck up (shut the f*ck up)
In another nigga hood icy, I ain't got nothin' tucked (I got my ice on)
Don't add too much water then stir it and it's gon' lump up
Act like I ain't put in that work when you seen me come up (got it out the mud)
Like I ain't supposed to be here and I just got lucky (I got lucky)
It's funny, same niggas that hate me the ones I fronted (the ones I made)
Knowin' you afraid 'cause you post me and made it public
Knowin' if I tell 'em to go for it ain't no puntin'
F*ck them niggas talkin' about?
Niggas better quit playin', man
Keep that shit internet, man
'Cause niggas don't wanna bump for real in the streets
Know we really out here, man
We the reason shits the way it is, man
And never be the same
Bigger than Life or Death
(Gucci how you feel? Yeah)
(FOREVEROLLING)
(Gucci how you feel?)
Ridin' in somethin' that cost six figures to get the pape' tag
Wit' a bitch who say she the realest but she got fake ass (but her ass fake)
I pop all these Percs, when I don't it'll make my day bad
Yellow Vs, .230 RPs, mixed with Hi-Tech razz (mixed with Hi-Tech razz)
Crystal bows, two into four, get me like ten grand
That's a brick, clear as my wrist, ice like it's sprained bad (ice, ice, ice)
Remember turnin' quarters to zips and it made my J's mad
Remember niggas love me to death, so I made 'em play dead
Thoroughbred, can't say I ain't give 'em all I had (can't say I ain't give 'em all)
But it wasn't enough, activate or you can't lock in wit us
We don't trust, all of 'em tinted up, we tryna hit on somethin'
When they slid on us, end up wreckin' paralyzed and stuck
It ain't safe to ride down Pop lil' bruh, not even on the bus (not even on the bus)
Niggas got a better chance at playin' the lottery than playin' with us
Fakin' tough, I called his bluff, set the bait, kill the wolf (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Your opinion don't mean nothin', you ain't never slid with us
Last time you put in work, nigga, I was a youngin'
.57 puncture a sucker easy as butter
Heat'll knock the meat outta somethin' and make it puss up
You ain't kill nothin' this calendar, shut the f*ck up (be quiet)
You ain't worth a hunnid or better then shut the f*ck up (shut the f*ck up)
In another nigga hood icy, I ain't got nothin' tucked (I got my ice on)
Don't add too much water then stir it and it's gon' lump up
Act like I ain't put in that work when you seen me come up (got it out the mud)
Like I ain't supposed to be here and I just got lucky (I got lucky)
It's funny, same niggas that hate me the ones I fronted (the ones I made)
Knowin' you afraid 'cause you post me and made it public
Knowin' if I tell 'em to go for it ain't no puntin'
F*ck them niggas talkin' about?
Niggas better quit playin', man
Keep that shit internet, man
'Cause niggas don't wanna bump for real in the streets
Know we really out here, man
We the reason shits the way it is, man
And never be the same
Bigger than Life or Death
Writer: George Stone III, Jeffrey Lynn Jones Jr., Ronnie O'Bannon
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
