1. 2. 3. Lyrics

And I be like, I be like listen
Likkle man, play your position
It's Big Frisco, I'm in the kitchen cooking up grub
When I come through I'm on nuttin' but crud
Nuttin' but crud, nuttin' but crud
Send it out to my fans, it's nuttin' but love
If a man try and come and eat my lettuce
I will fill him up with nuttin' but slug
Try know, I make the girls hit high notes
I go against the grain so if a man try go against my name
Mad ting, cause I might just buckle your frame
Oh gosh, self-made, I'm my own boss
Smoke the lems and doze off
Sometimes I don't wanna be around nobody
I just wanna get lean with my phone off

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3, 2, 1 bag of shots at your door
Spitting punchlines that are taking off jaws
Big Frisco, rough, rugged and raw
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8, 9, 10 big shots in your melon
And we don't care what you reckon
With the strap, see me, [?] teach you a lesson

I'm too blessed to be stressed out
BBK, we're the best out
Integrity's there, Konnichiwa's coming
So of course I've gotta be the next out
So I don't care about the rest out
I take a flight with the team and flex out
I've got no squares in my circle
Anybody that was got X'ed out
Check it out, size A, step it out
Step in the ring with me, you won't make it out
My darg's got a darg that's full of teeth
And he's dying to let it out
From day one I've been murking
Dem man are hating but it ain't working
I put the work in
So don't hate on me when I'm doing my ting and it's working

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8, 9, 10 big shots in your melon
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8, 9, 10 big shots in your melon
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