Big Hittah (Explicit)

Yeah yeah

Wassam

Huh

Wassam

Yeah

Uh

Cartel boss

They say a b***h n***a tryna take mine put his brake line on a flat

Came through the pipeline on the grapevine I'm a lifeline that's a fact

I check her mouth out with a flashlight search a nightgown with a strap

She might just eat d**k with a razor in her mouth bite down on the back

Woo

Might put some Visine in your drink while you sleep rip you out a couple racks

I'll get you tied up make you watch a real killer hit your wife from the back

Know where your crib at get your kids snatched big Brasi I'ma get you whacked

Don't know the whereabouts of my warehouse 'bout to put his face in a jam

Yeah yeah I live every day like my last I wasn't 'posed to be here

Yeah yeah I heard there's a bag on my head that's why I'm posted in here

Yeah yeah ain't gotta go in the stash know I'm controllin' in here

Yeah yeah I go everywhere by myself so you might not notice the kid

Big hitta for the cartel

Big hitta for the cartel

Big hitta for the cartel

Big hitta for the cartel

Big hitta for the cartel

Big hitta for the cartel

Big hitta for the cartel

Big hitta for the cartel

I'm the real thing wassam lil' b***h

Out in public no dap lil' b***h

Already knowin' you ain't that lil' b***h

Lot of n***as be cap lil' b***h

Aw yeah I'm 'bout to jump in the coupe

With the retractable roof

Oh well I got the men in this b***h

And they wanna go with they move

Oh well

Ooh left Yorkville went to Stateville they respectin' me like Jeff Fort

I'm one of them men beloved yes sir

Yes sir

Upright and independent that's us

That's us

They just be talkin' call a n***a's bluff

I go retarded with it in the clutch

I keep it humble I ain't never stutter n***a I'll pop a n***a in the

Yeah yeah I live every day like my last I wasn't 'posed to be here

Yeah yeah I heard there's a bag on my head that's why I'm posted in here

Yeah yeah ain't gotta go in the stash know I'm controllin' in here

Yeah yeah I go everywhere by myself so you might not notice the kid

Big hitta for the cartel

Big hitta for the cartel

Big hitta for the cartel

Big hitta for the cartel

Big hitta for the cartel

Big hitta for the cartel

Big hitta for the cartel

Big hitta for the cartel

We put the D on the ave both feet in the lab

And I'm 'bout to go in the kit stove

Heat up the slab with sixty-three grams

And cookin' the two in a split woah

Hook in the bag a hook in the jab

No singles that's all I got left

Fade or come with the cash they slip on a mask

And then you get put on a shelf

I'm in here thumbin' through hundreds I'm running through money

But I ain't never run out of breath

I'm 'bout to meet with the runner it come through the tunnel

I'm dumpin' this here for a check

They know I'm breadwinner gunner put that in the puddle

That muzzle up under your neck

I'm 'bout to punish the summer I got this b***h jumpin'

And then I go jump on a jet

Yeah yeah I live every day like my last I wasn't 'posed to be here

Yeah yeah I heard there's a bag on my head that's why I'm posted in here

Yeah yeah ain't gotta go in the stash know I'm controllin' in here

Yeah yeah I go everywhere by myself so you might not notice the kid

Big hitta for the cartel

Big hitta for the cartel

Big hitta for the cartel

Big hitta for the cartel

Big hitta for the cartel

Big hitta for the cartel

Big hitta for the cartel

Big hitta for the cartel