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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
G Herbo
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Herbert R Wright
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Daniel Ivy
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Before G Fazo died, we still was wearing 1's, all white
But when G Fazo died, we started toting guns all night
We was letting off them guns and we was having fun
Stepping in my G Fazo's, I ain't even know I was going on a run
Soon as Nike sign a deal, I'ma give Faro all the funds
I been spending my own munyun
Just bought twenty pair for Yosohn
Might buy two pair for yo' son
Might buy two pair for yo' son
I don't even know them kids
I'm showin' Nike, this shit ain't nothin'
I came in high school, 2010, I'm showin' Nike, this shit ain't nothin'
I gave Hyde Park a thousand pairs, I ain't even bluffing
And that's no exaggeration
I ain't had no graduation
Graduated the streets way, way back then, got no congratulations
And my mama let me drop out 'cause she knew my imagination
Thank God she had patience
'Cause she knew I'd make a M
Least a half a M off of occupation
Big Boy
Big Boy, Big Boy
[Verse 2]
Mama trust her baby boy
She know I keep a stick, boy
Keep a bad, yellow bitch, she like to keep her distance
Little ho litty, hit her gritty, like she straight from Memphis
And I knew she was a thug, so I brought her with us
Hit the club and spend a dub, bitch, I bought a tennis
Probably changed the bitch life, and I ain't even know her name
You see us all black, all white G Fazo's, that's the gang
Big Boy, Big Boy
Big Boy, Big Boy
Big Boy, Big Boy
Big Boy
[Bridge]
Give me two pair
I need two pair
'Cause I was stomping in my Air Force 1's, bitch
I been stomping in my Air Force 1's, G Fazo
[Verse 3]
**** make me pop out black high tops, I been a popped 'em
Herbo stepped in those, they legendary, you can't cop 'em
G Herbo, that **** legendary, you can't stop him
G Fazo's global, they just named 'em after his partner
All the opps so local, they just name his ass and pop him
They can't get some lo shit, they don't even got a roster
They so scared of dreads shit, they don't even got a roster
They so used to, ah
They don't wanna eat pasta
And I keep twenty pair fresh in my closet
Soon as Swerve call, I be buying out the plaza
Every time
[Outro]
Big Boy, Big Boy
Big Boy, Big Boy
G Herbo, Big Swerv, Big Swerv
Give me two pair
I need two pair
'Cause I was stomping in my Air Force 1's, bitch
I been stomping in my Air Force 1's, G Fazo
Written by: Herbert R Wright