SlimHuncho - 138 (feat. BigUnc)

Aye
Aye
Aye, Kevo
My shoota got
1 .38 and it came wit a beam
Not talkin' garlic, the knots in my jeans
Look at the frame, I got Carti on me
Stuntin' on lames it be nothin' to me
She said she don't love me mean nothin' to me
She looked through my phone she was buggin' on me
(Yeah, Yeah)
She was buggin' on me
I told her them hoes don't mean nothin' to me
No I'm not Future and I'm not Lil Uzi
But I want some Marni On Me
We in the party, they pour up the Sprite
But they sippin' Bacardi, not Lean
I got some bruddas who valid to finish you
Don't get it started wit me
How do I do it, I pop out the best
I'm fly wit no harness on me
I want the Cartier, Cartier
Cartier, Cartier watch
And then bussdown the frame
Yeah
I went to college, I got a lil knowledge
But I want the coupe wit no brain
Oh yeah, Oh yeah
My momma told me to watch out for my friends
Cause some of them rats look the same
In love wit the cash, I'm runnin' it fast
So I'm finna bolt like Usain
Vacation to Cuba while wearin' a Cuban
I hopped on the jet, not the ski
I spent a stack then I made it back
I tripled my funds, I got 3
I gave her some money, she walked out my life
She got what she wanted from me
I wasn't trippin' my paper residual
I made it back in a week
I'm bussdown, shoutout the jeweler, yeah
My diamonds too bright, they a nuisance, yeah
Shoutout to Jay, I got Blueprints, yeah
You in my way, needa move it, yeah
Don't play wit me, shootas got rulers, yeah
No Handy Manny, got toolies, yeah
1 .38 walking round wit that heat in the Summer
so you betta cool it, yeah
Smokin' Gelato, my name is Big Rich
I fucked on that bitch cause she asked for some dick
She saw me at a party and asked for a flick
Winner circle my niggas they keepin' a stick
Shoutout my nigga, I'm talkin' bout Shtick
Just saw a bad bitch and that bitch she was thick
Bitch you smoke by the gram and I smoke by the Vic
If I go broke imma make it back quick
Run up this bread and I'm chasin' the cheddar
Fuckin' yo bitch and I make her wetter
Bitch I'm Big Rich, you know I do it better
Smokin' the 1 and it's better than ever
My drip is oc and I'm changin' the weather
I'm hoopin' like Melo, goin' crazier than ever
Bitch I'm so hot, I'm hotter than a pepper
My gas the one, only thing I smoke is pressure
I'm like a pirate bitch, I'm lookin' for treasure
I'm puttin' heat to your ear and it's my pleasure
Big Gang
Yeah
My shoota got
1 .38 and it came wit a beam
Not talkin' garlic, the knots in my jeans
Look at the frame, I got Carti on me
Stuntin' on lames it be nothin' to me
She said she don't love me mean nothin' to me
She looked through my phone she was buggin' on me
(Yeah, Yeah)
She was buggin' on me
I told her them hoes don't mean nothin' to me

Written by:
M Stephens, Richie Bates

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