Big Bag (Explicit)

Big Bag (Explicit) - Quality Control/Marlo

Lyrics by：Rudolph Johnson

Composed by：Rudolph Johnson

Who made this beat

Twysted genius baby

Drank

Flood the block with the work

We tryna get it off

And the old heads say we too gangsta that

Boy done popped your noggin

And that young n***a say he want beef

I ain't quittin' 'til I stop you

Don't stop

They say you stashed the work

In the car mane fast pop lock and drop 'em

Thousand pounds of w**d

We gettin' b***hes so we missin' the beat

Okay

N***as still sellin'

F**k with your boy made a million out that Honda Accord

Milli'

Shout out to Tory know real d-boys praise him like the Lord

Uh

I was servin' the block on Tuesday and Thursday but 12 made life

S**t

With a dime and a brick couldn't take the water

He need a fishin' rod

Go fishin'

Country a*s n***a they got me in my bag n***a

Drop drop a 28 in 35 and call it Glad n***a

Straight

I got a big bag for the money

I'm like "s**t yeah"

I'm like "s**t yeah"

My b***h say I'm thuggin'

I'm like "b***h yeah"

I'm like "b***h yeah"

Any time she need some money

I'm like "b***h here"

I'm like "b***h here"

Give her a couple racks her Chanel match her nails b***h

I got a big bag for the money

I'm like "s**t yeah"

I'm like "s**t yeah"

My b***h say I'm thuggin'

I'm like "b***h yeah"

I'm like "b***h yeah"

Any time she need some money

I'm like "b***h here"

I'm like "b***h here"

Give her a couple racks her Chanel match her nails b***h

He he spend a little I spend a lot on tryna whip a block

And young say it's smoke with the opps

I tell 'em "Spin their block"

Switch on all them Glicks n***a

We ain't sparin' not nan' n***a

No no

And I remember I stacked up a hundred felt like

I had a million

Racks

It came from water whippin'

Whippin'

JoJo would wash the dishes

Okay

Judo baby dough and slim was right there in the kitchen

My bros

And I don't know how I did it

Nah

When I'm when I'm cookin' that work n***a

I'm a real chemist

Chemist

N***a don't you forget it

Ah

On the west side n***a I made my stripes

In 9th Ward n***a I sold my white

Okay

Serve a half whole get caught with blow you gotta roll them dices

Roll 'em

Say that your dawg crossed you out

For a b***h know that ain't right

I've been livin' that high life gettin' high off life

Off life

I got a big bag for the money I'm like "s**t yeah"

I'm like "s**t yeah"

My b***h say I'm thuggin' I'm like "b***h yeah"

I'm like "b***h yeah"

Any time she need some money I'm like "b***h here"

I'm like "b***h here"

Give her a couple racks her Chanel match her nails b***h

I got a big bag for the money I'm like "s**t yeah"

I'm like "s**t yeah"

My b***h say I'm thuggin' I'm like "b***h yeah"

I'm like "b***h yeah"

Any time she need some money I'm like "b***h here"

I'm like "b***h here"

Give her a couple racks her Chanel match her nails b***h

I got a big bag for the money I'm like "s**t yeah"

My b***h say I'm thuggin' I'm like "b***h yeah"

Any time she need some money I'm like "b***h here"

Give her a couple racks her Chanel match her nails b***h