I just went and put that boy up in a coffin
I just went and shot that bitch up with that Vert
I got that- I got that money lil' bitch, I been poppin' it, I just spent 2500 on syrup
I just been swervin' that big body- big body, up in that tank told her take off her shirt
Bitch how the f*ck did you think that you raven gang, you cannot just fly with the birds
I'm in the suburbs, tryna' get cool with the cops, the feds, the muhf*ckin' nerds
I just be talkin' to demons on Sunday, you niggas be sheepin' it up in that church
Bow, big barrel
Twin shots up in that barrel
I'm in that bitch, in your homegirl's crib
I'm f*ckin' her, pullin' her hair
H-H-Headshot, headshot, headshot
Bitch I'm a bakery, bringin' that bread out
He runnin' his mouth like he runnin' his legs
Like, Bitch what the f*ck you talm 'bout
I gotta G5, G-GLock, tell that bitch put all the heads out
My brudda went and copped me that brand new Benz
Man, f*ck all them muhf*ckin' Trackhawks
Who higher than me?
Paint that bitch face like the Margiela feets
I just bring the bitch like- Stop all that muhf*ckin' talkin'
My brudda gon' make that bitch walk
Whippin' that shit in the back like I'm Chinese
I just been servin' these bitches that wok
They had to go put a boy up on assignments
I got that Big Vert, make the bitch drop
I just went and put that boy up in a coffin
I just went and shot that bitch up with that Vert
I got that- I got that money lil' bitch, I been poppin' it, I just spent 2500 on syrup
I just been swervin' that big body- big body, up in that tank told her take off her shirt
Bitch how the f*ck did you think that you raven gang, you cannot just fly with the birds
I'm in the suburbs, tryna' get cool with the cops, the feds, the muhf*ckin' nerds
I just be talkin' to demons on Sunday, you niggas be sheepin' it up in that church
Bow, big barrel
Twin shots up in that barrel
I'm in that bitch, in your homegirl's crib
I'm f*ckin' her, pullin' her hair
H-H-Headshot, headshot, headshot
Bitch I'm a bakery, bringin' that bread out
He runnin' his mouth like he runnin' his legs
Like, Bitch what the f*ck you talm 'bout
I gotta G5, G-GLock, tell that bitch put all the heads out
My brudda went and copped me that brand new Benz
Man, f*ck all them muhf*ckin' Trackhawks
Chris0nMarz - Big Vert Lyrics
Chris0nMarz - Big Vert Lyrics
Official
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
English
I just went and put that boy up in a coffin
I just went and shot that bitch up with that Vert
I got that- I got that money lil' bitch, I been poppin' it, I just spent 2500 on syrup
I just been swervin' that big body- big body, up in that tank told her take off her shirt
Bitch how the f*ck did you think that you raven gang, you cannot just fly with the birds
I'm in the suburbs, tryna' get cool with the cops, the feds, the muhf*ckin' nerds
I just be talkin' to demons on Sunday, you niggas be sheepin' it up in that church
Bow, big barrel
Twin shots up in that barrel
I'm in that bitch, in your homegirl's crib
I'm f*ckin' her, pullin' her hair
H-H-Headshot, headshot, headshot
Bitch I'm a bakery, bringin' that bread out
He runnin' his mouth like he runnin' his legs
Like, Bitch what the f*ck you talm 'bout
I gotta G5, G-GLock, tell that bitch put all the heads out
My brudda went and copped me that brand new Benz
Man, f*ck all them muhf*ckin' Trackhawks
Who higher than me?
Paint that bitch face like the Margiela feets
I just bring the bitch like- Stop all that muhf*ckin' talkin'
My brudda gon' make that bitch walk
Whippin' that shit in the back like I'm Chinese
I just been servin' these bitches that wok
They had to go put a boy up on assignments
I got that Big Vert, make the bitch drop
I just went and put that boy up in a coffin
I just went and shot that bitch up with that Vert
I got that- I got that money lil' bitch, I been poppin' it, I just spent 2500 on syrup
I just been swervin' that big body- big body, up in that tank told her take off her shirt
Bitch how the f*ck did you think that you raven gang, you cannot just fly with the birds
I'm in the suburbs, tryna' get cool with the cops, the feds, the muhf*ckin' nerds
I just be talkin' to demons on Sunday, you niggas be sheepin' it up in that church
Bow, big barrel
Twin shots up in that barrel
I'm in that bitch, in your homegirl's crib
I'm f*ckin' her, pullin' her hair
H-H-Headshot, headshot, headshot
Bitch I'm a bakery, bringin' that bread out
He runnin' his mouth like he runnin' his legs
Like, Bitch what the f*ck you talm 'bout
I gotta G5, G-GLock, tell that bitch put all the heads out
My brudda went and copped me that brand new Benz
Man, f*ck all them muhf*ckin' Trackhawks
I just went and shot that bitch up with that Vert
I got that- I got that money lil' bitch, I been poppin' it, I just spent 2500 on syrup
I just been swervin' that big body- big body, up in that tank told her take off her shirt
Bitch how the f*ck did you think that you raven gang, you cannot just fly with the birds
I'm in the suburbs, tryna' get cool with the cops, the feds, the muhf*ckin' nerds
I just be talkin' to demons on Sunday, you niggas be sheepin' it up in that church
Bow, big barrel
Twin shots up in that barrel
I'm in that bitch, in your homegirl's crib
I'm f*ckin' her, pullin' her hair
H-H-Headshot, headshot, headshot
Bitch I'm a bakery, bringin' that bread out
He runnin' his mouth like he runnin' his legs
Like, Bitch what the f*ck you talm 'bout
I gotta G5, G-GLock, tell that bitch put all the heads out
My brudda went and copped me that brand new Benz
Man, f*ck all them muhf*ckin' Trackhawks
Who higher than me?
Paint that bitch face like the Margiela feets
I just bring the bitch like- Stop all that muhf*ckin' talkin'
My brudda gon' make that bitch walk
Whippin' that shit in the back like I'm Chinese
I just been servin' these bitches that wok
They had to go put a boy up on assignments
I got that Big Vert, make the bitch drop
I just went and put that boy up in a coffin
I just went and shot that bitch up with that Vert
I got that- I got that money lil' bitch, I been poppin' it, I just spent 2500 on syrup
I just been swervin' that big body- big body, up in that tank told her take off her shirt
Bitch how the f*ck did you think that you raven gang, you cannot just fly with the birds
I'm in the suburbs, tryna' get cool with the cops, the feds, the muhf*ckin' nerds
I just be talkin' to demons on Sunday, you niggas be sheepin' it up in that church
Bow, big barrel
Twin shots up in that barrel
I'm in that bitch, in your homegirl's crib
I'm f*ckin' her, pullin' her hair
H-H-Headshot, headshot, headshot
Bitch I'm a bakery, bringin' that bread out
He runnin' his mouth like he runnin' his legs
Like, Bitch what the f*ck you talm 'bout
I gotta G5, G-GLock, tell that bitch put all the heads out
My brudda went and copped me that brand new Benz
Man, f*ck all them muhf*ckin' Trackhawks
Writer: Chris Marz
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid