Brockk Tha Kidd - Big Buck$

Uhh-ahh

Big bucks yeah that's what I need
Pick up a big bag of that green
Put your face down baby yes right next to ya knees

Yo

Big bucks yeah that's what I need
Pick up a big bag of that green
Put your face down baby yes right next to your knees
Bring that ass in the air and shake it for me please like
Yes
White boy from the west
Yes
I'm banging on my chest
I'm the Best
Give all don't give less
No Rest
Stop sleeping on me yes

Pull up to the party they lookin' like who's he
Fresh as a new T with some VV's on me
So icy
Feel like a motha fucka could ski
Mask on when I'm in a place I don't wanna be
I be on my shit motha fuckas could not be me
Please believe me or you gonna have to see me
I'm bout the smoke take dabs like big Stevie
I make it look easy
I step on snakes make 'em rattle
And rattle up they cage
I can battle any battle any time any day
They ask me I don't know what happened
I don't know what to say
I'm chilling smoking weed
Sipping my lemonade
Hold up you do not want this
Said hold up
Let me talk my shit
Said hold up
You don't walk like this
Said hold up
So don't talk like this
I'm the motha fuckin' man from my area
Getting scarier
Cause any body going against I'm gonna burry em
Or fuck em up and let em wake up in a sanatorium
I'm what the fuck is up you ain't nothing close to comparison
I'm it
If I get the bag then I split
I quit
Dealing with motha fuckas like by bitch
I'm sick
Of this lifetime I'm timeless
And old soul
Feels the vibes they vibrant

Big bucks yeah that's what I need
Pick up a big bag of that green
Put your face down baby yes right next to your knees
Bring the ass in the air and shake it for me please like
Yes
White boy from the west
Yes
Banging on my chest
I'm the best
Give all I don't give less
No rest
Stop sleeping on me yes

Whaaaaaat
Is that motha fucka serious
Or is he acting funny like Eddie Murphy delirious
Keep acting like a bitch end up bloody just like a period
The reason my shoes muddy cause I be on some dirty shit
The reason these fools running cause he came with a thirty clip
You better not do something cause you gon' end up in a ditch
And I won't say shit
Shhhh
Keep a stitched lip
Quiet
Or Ima start a riot
Get violent
And really make everyone silent
I'm dying before I go without fighting
I'm a beast boy that motha fucka from Teen Titans
Any motha fucka gonna try me need a IV
After I finished get so high you can't find me
Put your drink up to the sky and cheers by B
Cause I'm killing every motha fucka then I'm gonna die peace

Big bucks yeah that's what I need
Pick up a big bag of that green
Put your face down baby yes right next to ya knees
Bring the ass in the air and shake it for me please
Yes
White boy from the west
Yes
Banging on my chest
I'm the best
Give all I don't give less
No rest
Stop sleeping on me yes

I'm fucked up gonna die tonight
Everything's alright cause I'm feeling right
Escape the world get outta sight
Outer space no place I can go in time

Written by:
Brock Howard Jr

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