Big, Big, Big, Big, Big, Big, Big, Big, Big, Big
Big Bag it, Stack it Rack it
Got a Smith & Wesson, Blast it
Rob the plug, that nigga was taxing we wack him
He tried to run body bag him yeah
Pull that mac ima toe tag him aye
Big Bag it, Stack it Rack it
Got a Smith & Wesson, Blast it
Rob the plug, that nigga was taxing we wack him
He tried to run body bag him yeah
Pull that mac ima toe tag him aye
Hop on the mic ain't talking no jones
Keep that full auto they crossing my zone
Lil baby she on me she quoting my songs
I know the devil wanna take my soul
Smash in the hellcat smash in the rover yeah
I am so high remember i was low hey
I got the drip i'm feeling like I'm Ariel
You tried to run up pussy boy i'm airing you
Try to intimidate we is not scared of you
All on my own cant tell me what i'm fenna do
Do what i do don't care if its offending you
You not my enemy i'm not a friend of you
I call my shooters to heaven they sending you
I call my shooters to heaven they sending you
Big Bag it , Stack it Rack it
Got a smith & wesson , Blast it
Rob the plug , that nigga was taxing we wack him
He tried to run body bag him yeah
Pull that mac ima toe tag him aye
Big Bag it , Stack it Rack it
Got a smith & wesson , Blast it
Rob the plug , that nigga was taxing we wack him
He tried to run body bag him yeah
Pull that mac ima toe tag him aye