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Grafh & Joyner Lucas - Big League (Explicit)
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I'm in the big league, climb my way to the top of the ranks
These niggas tryna get me
I can't be like none of y'all niggas, your clothes don't fit me
Way too hot, believe it or not, that's word up to Ripleys
Ahead of my race, I'm in the first place, you hoes can't trick me
Fuck out my face, I'm servin' that bass, I got that Whitney
Keep it on the low, don't tell these hoes, these feds might get me
Still can't give my heart to no bitch, I'm way too picky
If I pull up my car in this bitch, they gon' try to come wit me
Now I'm in the big league, now I'm in a six-speed
Switch speed, blowin' on mint leaves
Fiend in the kitchen sayin' whip these
Panties in the way, I rip these
No days off, no sick leave
I charge what I charge, and nah I don't really take nothin' off
No striptease, I'm big dog, no mix breed
Get on my level, I'm too addicted to settle
N***a, I live in the ghetto, gripping the metal
I put a brick in the kettle
You see gold around the diamonds, I done took a light bulb and made it settle
Money is the root of evil, in God we trust, so we tricking the devil
No, I never chase money
I attract then I take money
Ya girl got a fat ass, so what?
Honestly, it's kinda shape funny
If I say I'm about to put an album out
Then honestly, you need to wait for me
'Cause I influence all y'all, if you smart then honestly, you need to take from me
New York superhero motherfucker, honestly, you need a cape from me
And tell your girl my dick's addictive
Bitch, honestly, you need to break from me
Your weight money, that's play money
She bust it open I dove in it
Bitch can't cook, her grilled cheese got bones in it
Man I'm in the big leagues
Climb my way to the top of the ranks.
These niggas tryna get me
I can't be like none of y'all niggas, your clothes don't fit me
Way too hot, believe it or not, that's word up to Ripleys
Ahead of my race, I'm in the first place, you hoes can't trick me
Fuck out my face, I'm servin' that bass, I got that Whitney
Keep it on the low, don't tell these hoes, these feds might get me
Still can't give my heart to no bitch, I'm way too picky
If I pull up my car in this bitch, they gon' try to come wit me
If I pull up my car and this bitch, they gon' try to come with me
Bitch gon' ride in the backseat, said
She gon' treat my dick like a taxi
Told her that she wanna get nasty, then she better suck that shit to the black meat
Said she wanna take off this condom
Fuck that shit, lil' bitch try to trap me
Niggas act like they want problems, then they want to smile in my face and dap me
Look, I ain't with none of that mumbo jumbo
Bitch you get hit with my tumble combos
Better be ready to rumble, rumble
Bitch, I'ma live in the jungle, jungle
I do not fuck with you bunch of dumbos
All of my opps gon' crumble, stumble
I do this shit on the humble, fuck you
Ain't nothing nigga could undo
She wanna chill, but I really don't want to
Killing these niggas, I'm really gonna haunt you
For real
Joyner been on, but I'm really gonna off you
Fuck what you thinking, I really don't like you
Niggas, you know that I really get spiteful
I got the fire to really ignite you
Burn down the crib while I'm gripping the Bible
Man, I'm in the big league
Climbing my way to the top of the ranks
These niggas trying to get me
I'm in the big league, climb my way to the top of the ranks
These niggas tryna get me
I can't be like none of y'all niggas, your clothes don't fit me
Way too hot, believe it or not, that's word up to Ripleys
Ahead of my race, I'm in the first place, you hoes can't trick me
Fuck out my face, I'm servin' that bass, I got that Whitney
Keep it on the low, don't tell these hoes, these feds might get me
Still can't give my heart to no bitch, I'm way too picky
If I pull up my car in this bitch, they gon' try to come wit me
I'm in the big league
I'm in the big league
I'm in the big league
I'm in the big league
