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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
BIG LUKE
BIG LUKE
Songwriter

Lyrics

**** wanna tussle
****, I been in the gym working on my muscles (What)
Told you **** get a muzzle, worry 'bout a hustle
I ain't really into the lies and the bluffing (Let's go)
Huh, **** humble (Humble)
**** come around here, he in trouble (****, trouble)
Let a **** come around here, getting stumbled
Uh, can't tell what I said, bitch I mumbled (Lil bitch)
I'ma do it better than he ever did (Let's go)
**** think he good?
Give him sedatives (Sleep)
What?
**** think I ain't competitive?
Fuck 'em, name a **** I ain't better than (What)
I don't care if it's my brother or a relative
Nah, I'ma watch him while he perishin' (Lil bitch)
**** think he can rap with me? (What)
Thought delusion was for bitches, that's embarrassin' (Let's go)
An M is my minimum (Minimum)
I like ‘em color of cinnamon (Cinnamon)
Do I want SZA or Latto (Who?)
Give me both, it sound like a synonym (Same)
He don't want smoke, that **** a citizen
But if we smoke 'em, it's cinema
That mean that shit getting graphic (What)
Cause all of my shooters Dominican (Dominican)
That means that shit getting done
I don't need the gun, the job is already finished
If he need a minute, we kicking that boy out the squad cause all of my **** get busy
And they do it quickly
Make it or break it
Shawty bend back like the Matrix, she take it
If she don't know, then it's back to the basics
There ain't no one better ****, let's face it
I two-piece the crew and I suck on her boobies
She bad at acting and her nickname is Tubi
I shoulda known that she was a groupie
We off the gas, all my **** get loopy
She scoop me, we get to the action, we making a movie
Put her to bed, now she Sleeping Beauty
I am a beast
Said she was home, she just lied through her teeth
I'll leave a **** toothless, I'm so ruthless
You better think twice if you lying to me
Lil ****
Yeah, real shit, ****
I ain't the type **** to trip, ****
But if **** wanna trip, then I'ma trip with 'em
Don't get mad when I take all your shit, ****
Thought you had like 3 different whips, ****
****'s mad that he just a bitch ****
Shit is sad, he ran outta clips, ****
**** actually will not go sit with him
Heard they stabbing you, best watch your back
Heard they argue the best at the raps
If you don't hear that I'm first
Then all of them fuck **** cap
Backing my baggage, bitch I'm racking
Standing on money, I'm stacking
You pray that we don't catch you lacking
We are installing your coffin with satin
**** actually ass at the rapping
I came in with passion and killed all these ****
They looking around and like "What the fuck happened?"
Never seen murder, but they see me and they ass get to clapping
I promise you that all of these **** that claim that they better the ones that I'm lapping, shit
Believe it or not, I'm a peace maker
I can do it myself, I don't need favors
I can hate on myself, I don't need haters
I can switch on myself, I don't need traitors
**** ain't really think I'd be making it
He make like one song every age he hit
By the time that he blow, all of the flows that he using gon' be like some ancient shit
Well, I promise I'm back
And it like you fuck **** ran out of ‘tacks
Written by: BIG LUKE
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