BIG30 - BLRRRDDDD lyrics
BIG30 [Rodney Lamont Wright Jr.] Memphis, Tennessee, U.S. 🇺🇸
[BIG30 - BLRRRDDDD lyrics]
Blrrrd
Come here, shawty
Ayy
Ayy, what they talkin' 'bout?
We was thirteen deep with thirteen
Choppers at the Chopper house
(Blrrrd, blrrrd)
Once we get the drop, go with our move
Ain't shit to talk about
(Come on)
Since lil' dude been locked
They ain't been out 'cause we
Been stalled them out
(Come on)
Ayy, no, they ain't been out
So who they lookin' for?
(Huh?)
50K around my neck
By myself with that pistol tucked
(Come with it)
Big boy up one-fifty
He got hit up out a pickup truck
(Blrrrd)
Put a hundred in his shit
Had grandma pickin' pictures up
(Hah)
You can't call me lil' bruh
You ain't never got no lick for me
(No)
Seventy-five mag in this Draco
But I put sixty-three
(For sure)
I'm in every city
In the club throwin' up the biggest C's
(Crip)
You can't holler out
"Blrrrd" if you ain't never shot
No stick with me
(No)
Yeah, you ain't never shot no stick with me
You can't holler out
"Blrrrd" you ain't never shot
No stick with me
You can't... sing my shit for free
Big Backwoods, exotic smoke
I don't smoke with a lot of folks
(Gas)
All my niggas stealin', not from
Me, but grand theft auto
Though
(Skrrt)
Look outside the Chopper house, that shit
Look like a car lot
Ho
But every car up on this car lot
Stole and all my diamonds froze
A wise man'll know that the worst place
To play is at my show
(Duh)
I bought every chopper, every Glock out
Every beam in store
(Duh)
You can play, get knocked
Off, my lil' dropout
He gon' up the score
(Brrt)
We don't care the narcs out
We gon' stop child
Straight-eight do the most
(Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Chopper Gang can't have a show in Memphis
Must be April 1st
(Blrrrd, blrrrd)
You can think this shit sweet if
You want to, fuck 'round
Get a hearse
She asked me for a Fendi purse
We had to stop at Gucci first
(Stop at Gucci first)
Automatic pump and a lil' Uzi
Slidin' in a vert
(Slidin' in a vert)
I know he a pussy, shook my hand
Couldn't look me in my face
(Not my face)
If I let him get away
Gino gon' flip over in his grave
(Flip over in his grave)
If I get in reach and right with the opps
Flip 'em with this Drac'
(Flip 'em with this Drac')
How the fuck the industry give
A gangster a hundred K?
(They gave me a hundred K)
Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd
Haha
Come here, shawty
Ayy
Ayy, what they talkin' 'bout?
We was thirteen deep with thirteen
Choppers at the Chopper house
(Blrrrd, blrrrd)
Once we get the drop, go with our move
Ain't shit to talk about
(Come on)
Since lil' dude been locked
They ain't been out 'cause we
Been stalled them out
(Come on)
Ayy, no, they ain't been out
So who they lookin' for?
(Huh?)
50K around my neck
By myself with that pistol tucked
(Come with it)
Big boy up one-fifty
He got hit up out a pickup truck
(Blrrrd)
Put a hundred in his shit
Had grandma pickin' pictures up
(Hah)
You can't call me lil' bruh
You ain't never got no lick for me
(No)
Seventy-five mag in this Draco
But I put sixty-three
(For sure)
I'm in every city
In the club throwin' up the biggest C's
(Crip)
You can't holler out
"Blrrrd" if you ain't never shot
No stick with me
(No)
Yeah, you ain't never shot no stick with me
You can't holler out
"Blrrrd" you ain't never shot
No stick with me
You can't... sing my shit for free
Big Backwoods, exotic smoke
I don't smoke with a lot of folks
(Gas)
All my niggas stealin', not from
Me, but grand theft auto
Though
(Skrrt)
Look outside the Chopper house, that shit
Look like a car lot
Ho
But every car up on this car lot
Stole and all my diamonds froze
A wise man'll know that the worst place
To play is at my show
(Duh)
I bought every chopper, every Glock out
Every beam in store
(Duh)
You can play, get knocked
Off, my lil' dropout
He gon' up the score
(Brrt)
We don't care the narcs out
We gon' stop child
Straight-eight do the most
(Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Chopper Gang can't have a show in Memphis
Must be April 1st
(Blrrrd, blrrrd)
You can think this shit sweet if
You want to, fuck 'round
Get a hearse
She asked me for a Fendi purse
We had to stop at Gucci first
(Stop at Gucci first)
Automatic pump and a lil' Uzi
Slidin' in a vert
(Slidin' in a vert)
I know he a pussy, shook my hand
Couldn't look me in my face
(Not my face)
If I let him get away
Gino gon' flip over in his grave
(Flip over in his grave)
If I get in reach and right with the opps
Flip 'em with this Drac'
(Flip 'em with this Drac')
How the fuck the industry give
A gangster a hundred K?
(They gave me a hundred K)
Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd
Haha