[Intro: TG]
(Maari)
Grr, grr, boom
Get hit for a big bag
Get hit for a big bag
Been waitin' on it
Been waiting on this shit
[Chorus: TG]
You could get hit back
.44 on me, get hit for a big bag
I gotta sit back and count up my blue for Designer, I mismatch
If they wanna chit chat, then Bizzy be leavin' em red like a skin rash
I gotta spin back, my shooter he run up and kill him for quick cash
[Verse 1: TG]
I gotta walk in with the nine tucked
I'm with ten bitches and they lined up
Got a new watch, same timing
You do what I say, no Simon
I got a mask on like Doom
If I let it bang, then he up on the news
I really be with it, don't get it confused
Did you just get all your blood on my shoes?
I got a big watch, that's a AP
You could get fucked up, no Tay Keith
I got a clear shot no HD, countin' up big bucks likе Jay-Z
If I'm in the party, then I make it activе
I pour it up 'til I'm leaning, relaxing
He said he shot at TG for a caption
We hit at his tints, did him dirty no capping
[Chorus: TG]
You could get hit back
.44 on me, get hit for a big bag
I gotta sit back and count up my blue for Designer, I mismatch
If they wanna chit chat, then Bizzy be leavin' em red like a skin rash
I gotta spin back, my shooter he run up and kill him for quick cash
[Verse 2: Bizzy Banks]
For the big bag my niggas come through and spin that
Look, we'll lift that
Don't talk about Sitchy if you don't stay with that
Yeah you know Kah gon' blick that, grip that, let me get that
Gra, uh look, gra-gra boom
They don't wanna see me pissed off
Little body, but they know I'm a big dog
Hop out with choppers and rockets and lift off
Come through your block, get it jumping like criss-cross
Always on call, boy I can't take my kicks off
And I'm single I just cut my bitch off
Fuck with me baby, I'm all up on pitchfork
And this .E got me clentching my jaw like a pitbull
[Chorus: TG]
You could get hit back
.44 on me, get hit for a big bag
I gotta sit back and count up my blue for Designer, I mismatch
If they wanna chit chat, then Bizzy be leavin' em red like a skin rash
I gotta spin back, my shooter he run up and kill him for quick cash
(Maari)
Grr, grr, boom
Get hit for a big bag
Get hit for a big bag
Been waitin' on it
Been waiting on this shit
[Chorus: TG]
You could get hit back
.44 on me, get hit for a big bag
I gotta sit back and count up my blue for Designer, I mismatch
If they wanna chit chat, then Bizzy be leavin' em red like a skin rash
I gotta spin back, my shooter he run up and kill him for quick cash
[Verse 1: TG]
I gotta walk in with the nine tucked
I'm with ten bitches and they lined up
Got a new watch, same timing
You do what I say, no Simon
I got a mask on like Doom
If I let it bang, then he up on the news
I really be with it, don't get it confused
Did you just get all your blood on my shoes?
I got a big watch, that's a AP
You could get fucked up, no Tay Keith
I got a clear shot no HD, countin' up big bucks likе Jay-Z
If I'm in the party, then I make it activе
I pour it up 'til I'm leaning, relaxing
He said he shot at TG for a caption
We hit at his tints, did him dirty no capping
[Chorus: TG]
You could get hit back
.44 on me, get hit for a big bag
I gotta sit back and count up my blue for Designer, I mismatch
If they wanna chit chat, then Bizzy be leavin' em red like a skin rash
I gotta spin back, my shooter he run up and kill him for quick cash
[Verse 2: Bizzy Banks]
For the big bag my niggas come through and spin that
Look, we'll lift that
Don't talk about Sitchy if you don't stay with that
Yeah you know Kah gon' blick that, grip that, let me get that
Gra, uh look, gra-gra boom
They don't wanna see me pissed off
Little body, but they know I'm a big dog
Hop out with choppers and rockets and lift off
Come through your block, get it jumping like criss-cross
Always on call, boy I can't take my kicks off
And I'm single I just cut my bitch off
Fuck with me baby, I'm all up on pitchfork
And this .E got me clentching my jaw like a pitbull
[Chorus: TG]
You could get hit back
.44 on me, get hit for a big bag
I gotta sit back and count up my blue for Designer, I mismatch
If they wanna chit chat, then Bizzy be leavin' em red like a skin rash
I gotta spin back, my shooter he run up and kill him for quick cash
( TG )
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