Whit. - Big Plays

Make a big play
Make a big play
On my soul nigga
Huh
Kept my faith in the vision
I knew niggas did't see it
All these hoes flopped on me
Boy these bitches deceiving
It's coo now days on
The other end receiving
All the accolades
Get out my face
Bunch of nobody's
In the way
Minding my business
Choppa on display
Got some new hoes
Could take yo hoes
They just throw aways
Up real high
Or down real low
How it can go today
Snakes in the yard
Hear em hissing
Play get blown away
Can't stop won't stop
Ima go the distance
Keep it playa
Do it major
Stay away from hating niggas
I ain't tripping off no bullshit
I'm preaching more than
Pastors in the pulpit
Heard them boys acting hostile
Tell em cool it
Every time I'm in the spot
I have them bitches drooling
Hit the weed I'm
In a good mood man
Give my bitch a kiss
Then I dip if she acting moody
Baby I ain't dealing
With no mood swings
Still no cameras
I pop up they taking photos
Keep my hammer
Go against me
Yeah that's a no no
Money running
If I don't get it
I can't go home
Always bout it
Just a playa that's
Riding solo
Do it for the fam
So most wouldn't understand it
Bitch I gotta make it so
I'm out here taking chances
Guess they thought I fell off
Top spot where I landed
Got the lead running with
The upper hand huh
Do it for the fam
So most wouldn't understand it
Bitch I gotta make it so
I'm out here taking chances
Guess they thought I fell off
Top spot where I landed
Got the lead running with
The upper hand huh
Bac and better nigga
Running my route
Way ahead of niggas
Jedi with it
I'll behead these niggas
Things different
Pour the liquor
Cognac what I'm sipping
Sticc to the mission
100 million
Only thing a nigga missing
Shooting off to the money
Like a missile
I ain't missing if
I pull it out
Nish held it down
Trish held it down
Shit good looking out
Serve a pac
Move a pac
Where the loud
Ima smoke the whole ounce
Baby come with Whit
I'll build the enterprise
I don't want ya girls walls
Already been inside
Always make it happen like
Its do or die
Niggas love the barking
I just bite
Getting everything I'm owed
Gotta claim what's mine
Finna drop a bag on it
Flawless how I do it
Don't even need to brag on it
They brag for me
I'm not ya homie
Bossing up everyday
Keep it rolling
Couldn't talk I
Had to show em huhhh
Do it for the fam
So most wouldn't understand it
Bitch I gotta make it so
I'm out here taking chances
Guess they thought I fell off
Top spot where I landed
Got the lead running with
The upper hand huh
Do it for the fam
So most wouldn't understand it
Bitch I gotta make it so
I'm out here taking chances
Guess they thought I fell off
Top spot where I landed
Got the lead running with
The upper hand huh

Written by:
Jordan Whitaker

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