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lirik lagu living legend – big moochie grape

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[intro]
(ayoza, you wrong for this sh*t)
uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah
gigantic
yes, sir (uh)

[chorus]
uh, i’ma keep this strap on me, but i’m a four time felon (four time)
uh, i’m lethal with this choppa, go ask, dead, b*tch, i ain’t flexing (i ain’t flexing)
i got rich quick off this rap sh*t, lil’ b*tch, h*ll nah, i ain’t stressin’ (uh*uh)
big moochie a living legend (yes, sir)

[verse]
yeah, n*ggas say they wanna go to war, know that we ready (we ready)
trappin’ that pack, we got ‘bows in the chevy (‘bows)
shot to his head, now we see the spaghetti (brrt, brrt)
back in my rollie, this b*tch baguette (baguette)
my n*gga play games, then i’m going like melly (like melly)
these n*ggas bе talking, they really be scary (b*tch)
onе thirty, that just for my watch and my necklace (one thirty)
these n*ggas some b*tches, they know i ain’t steppin’ (b*tch)
uh, price on yo’ head and my lil’ n*gga fetching (go get ’em)
don’t talk to 12, never did a confession (no*no)
f*ck with big mooch’, i’ma teach you a lesson (big moochie)
hatin’ on grape, got yo’ b*tch in the septic (woo)
get out of line, we gon’ send you a message (brrt)
been eatin’ good, now i’m going for seconds (eatin’ good)
know yo’ ass soft, i won’t think for a second (bah, bah, bah, won’t think for a second)
yeah, trap house bumpin’, that b*tch doing numbers (doing numbers)
when i was fifteen, i sold dope out my mommas (up out my mommas)
i’m a real gangster, won’t wait to put you under (brrt, fah)
catch a n*gga (brrt, brrt), then we flush him with this plunger (fah, fah)
yeah, y’all n*ggas dropping them b*lls like osama (dropping them b*lls)
king of my hood, they treat me like obama (king of the hood)
keep me some shooters, i call ’em yojana’s (keep me some shooters)
rap game cold, they labeled me mamba (rap game be cold)
put the k up to your face and i bet a lil’ n*gga won’t mumble (shh)
i’m the young n*gga that came from the counter (came from the counter)
k!ll a n*gga dead like i gave him corona (gave him corona)
smoking on so much zaza, sh*t put me in a coma (put me in a coma)
i’m fly, young rich n*gga, lil’ b*tch, and i do what i wanna (young rich n*gga)
and i’m still stuck in the trap, ’cause the pack, it land in the morning (land in the morning)
me and band man hit saks, feel like, “d*mn, n*gga, it’s boring (d*mn, it’s boring)
three hundred p’s in the story (three hundred)
bad b*tch look like she got deported (deported)
you come to east haiti, you getting extorted (extorted)
make a big homie look like a shorty (lil’ b*tch)
designer down with the michael jordan’s (michael jordan’s)
get paid to pop out, yeah, i’m really important (really important)
and i got me a b*tch and she super gorgeous (super gorgeous)
i f*ck her real good, but can’t pay her mortgage (smash, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[chorus]
uh, i’ma keep this strap on me, but i’m a four time felon (four time)
uh, i’m lethal with this choppa, go ask, dead, b*tch, i ain’t flexing (i ain’t flexing)
i got rich quick off this rap sh*t, lil’ b*tch, h*ll nah, i ain’t stressin’ (uh*uh)
big moochie a living legend (yes, sir)

[outro]
living legend

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