Coming down dipping hitting 16 on deez metallic grey ss coming through like a G
The B.I.G. ah me double L O’s coming through ya backdoor once more but this
time im in the 64
Hopping while you bitches are bopping
Im clocking mega G’s higher than a motherfucker full of these chronic leaves
Flipping through the southside and damn it feels good there ain’t no place in
the world i rather be than in my hood
Flossing cause im legal strapped with a desert eagle i done came a long way
from breaking into cribs and stealing regals
Sitting on chrome and gold thangs Suicide trunk with that bang Gotta reel them
G’s That’s on my hood in memory of the pen while my ???
Spinning silicon down looking night im blowing A/C and smoking sweets and
drinking syrup and big sprite i be tight
Everytime you see me you know i never fall off cause ugh for some strange
reason haters keeping my name in they mouth keep on talking while you walking
im passing you by on three wheels that chrome be blinding ya hurting your ass
Everytime you look at my grill for real im stuck on chill in this life like
that very often but in the meantime im hitting corners just flossing
Chorus
(Black Nat):
They tend to hate you when you coming to fly
(Big mello):
That’s why i stay high and pass em on by
(Black Nat):
Especially when your iced and coming down glossing
(Big mello):
I wouldn’t give a Damn cause on the cool im just flossing
(Big Mello):
Pull up to the back door of club frankos to vacate the four cocked it on three
wheels then bailed inside the club to mack some hoes i put a dollar in the
jukebox play some scarface and ??? Al green i seen cue dog from SA chilling
like the players do what’s up foo you know how we do it
Shit a nigga just trying to come up on the motherfucken grip im shooting pool
up in the corner ??? Walks up on me ask me what im drinking a couple of 40oz
for me and my homies me and KB my nigga ???
That troy from south bank straight making bank you think we ain’t full of that
big bay dank and we ain’t to be no bustas cause we, way to real all my partners
i bang with are not afraid to kill for real im so fosho we don’t love them hoes
ughugh 4 deep for the creep coming down we rode in a tight 64 big mello been
back doored and i didn’t come soft and im sipping through your hood slipping
and sliding and flossing
Chorus
(Big Mello):
Now Its sunday night and everything still alright Jamaica Jamaica got it going
on me greens broadcasting live big line at the door man nothing but hoes in our
lives ??? mello come through in a 4 it ain’t like im capping or nothing shit
im doing my thang stepping out every now and then i holla at my partners in
the game cuz um real recognizes real and these marks gotta lay it down bow down
to the real ass G''s coming up on the southside of H town big burbans
everywhere nothing put players i spot some haters in the mix but then again
they’re everywhere hoes all over the dancefloor looking like ???
Shopping and bopping just waiting for the beer To get chose but we don’t love
them never trust em motherfuck em we straight players foo i back door a couple
of these boppers in my huda hoop On the cool let em lean on that codeine
jamming Al green smoke a swisher sweet we got from ??? Over there on through
street you can’t see me but yo ass better recognize a true playa when you see
one that G one laid back in the cut puffing on a fat one with them ghetto thugs
yeah that killah got us coughing but we dont give a damn cause on the cool we
just flossing
Chorus