Big Dawg

Big dawg Quit fucking with the big dawg Don't f*ck with a fake bitch, nah See the snakes in the grass so we put them on the pavement Boy we started in the basement Long nights turned out we was patient All of this doubt like a blunt I'm a face it Smoked out 95 in a space ship They wanna rock when they start to see the trend We ain't ever folding never let the mother fuckers, in dawg Everybody getting rich, whoa Everybody getting lit, though Everybody talkin' shit Tell them haters take a pic, quit fucking with the big dawg I ain't getting down with, yah My homies call me up we be smoking that official Rollin' up the gas we just smokin' its habitual Ever since I started we been burning like a ritual Twist up with the rocks mix the leaf this shit critical D flock on the beat with heat bring the temp. control You ain't high like me or Monkey D, you off the Fentanyl You flip on your homies, see to me that shits not typical I ain't with the drama or the bull shit ya'll be feedin' for If ya'll keep screamin' more then I'm a give you what you need it for Crumble kush, wind up the blunt, and then I breath the smoke Grab the pen and paper get the mic and then I read the note Spit the shit that's on my mind, see rap and weed my antidote Call me Hannibal, I will silence you with my damn flow You better go while runnin' digits, and I'm distracted Never lacking gas, I be packin', I keep my mind abstracted Everybody getting rich, whoa Everybody getting lit, though Everybody talkin' shit Tell them haters take a pic, quit fucking with the big dawg Everybody getting rich, whoa Everybody getting lit, though Everybody talkin' shit Tell them haters take a pic, quit fucking with the big dawg I feel good in my Timberland boots I roll dope, get high, don't pay attention to you Now Shawty lookin' mad cause she can't hang With the crew got old haters textin' me like what the f*ck did I do So here's one for them hatin' ass bitches And here's two for these trifling ass hoes Don't give a damn I just smoke, and get to my money Here's three for my homies that know how we roll Loud kush lookin' froze, you haters smoke sticks all of my homies smoke poles And we ain't talking 'bout a bad bitch getting low, oh oh I'm a smoke the half oh, oh, oh Everybody getting rich, whoa Everybody getting lit, though Everybody talkin' shit Tell them haters take a pic, quit fucking with the big dawg Everybody getting rich, whoa Everybody getting lit, though Everybody talkin' shit Tell them haters take a pic, quit fucking with the big dawg On the north side we be rollin' up On the east side with some bad bitches On the south side with some real hitter's On the west side we be chillin' on 'em On the north side we be rollin' up, whoa On the east side with some bad bitches, yeah On the south side with some real hitter's, big dawg On the west side we be chillin' on 'em Everybody getting rich, whoa Everybody getting lit, though Everybody talkin' shit Tell them haters take a pic, quit fucking with the big dawg Everybody getting rich, whoa Everybody getting lit, though Everybody talkin' shit Tell them haters take a pic, quit fucking with the big dawg Whoa, yeah Quit fuckin' with the big dawg