BIG30 - Dyin' Expensive lyrics
BIG30 [Rodney Lamont Wright Jr.] Memphis, Tennessee, U.S. 🇺🇸
[BIG30 - Dyin' Expensive lyrics]
Blrrrd Blrrrd Blrrrd
(kj let the beat knock)
Wake up early in the morning
Move a bo fo I stretch
Plus for a lyft I'm at the sto
Pull up with a check
Think about trying some on 30
Pull up with a vest
Them hittas itching for a body
Drop a nigga get blessed
Don't pull up with no handguns
Less you sending ya best
And you can't join the choppa gang
Less you passing that test
Holla at cheese for them p's
Pull up in the jets
It ain't no boys round here
We playing checkers not chess
Ian playing Ian lying
I ain't no capper rapper
Have them shootas at yo neck
Just like a Adam's apple
Speak on 30 you gonna die
I have them shootas after
Racing a C8 in a V8 tryna see which faster
I'm CEO of Choppa Gang nigga CGE
Nigga want a couple ounces gotta come see me
I'm Gucci down I spent a quarter
Know the swipes on me
Can't get no shoes up off the
Action this how Nike ain't sweet
Hit up Tadoe CPN for a Hellcat
Know I'm having shit my way
Can't you tell that
Tryna beg my lil nigga hold them shells back
Cause you can't get that time back or
You can't give that cell back
Jumped off the porch and I
Was smoking Pom Pom
It ain't no sucker round me
We ain't no dum dum
Take a nigga ass down for a lump sum
Survival of the fittest what they taught
Me where I come from
High speed off the muscle when
Them folks hit the lights
Them fiends coming back to back when
Them folks hit the pipe
Put it on yo head you can get yo nose wiped
10 on yo shit in the morning
You won't see the night
A, and I hope you know dyin' expensive
Understood when I see you
I'm firing my pistol
How you shoot a nigga you
Wasn't even firing for Trigga
Go against the gang just know
You dying my nigga
And it ain't shit I'm worried about
How you sliding nigga see
What you swerving about
Glock 23 I up it I'm splurging out
Brains on the curb see what he worried about
Never snitched on no nigga
I'm too gangsta bitch look me up
Never ever see my chain tucked
That's what that glizzy for
Ima be the first crip to put
A C on a Bentley truck
I slide with none but killas boy
That's what that black Infiniti for
Goats on top of digital
Niggas don't wanna beef with us
Hang with killas and gamblers
Niggas ain't really street as us
Fuck the glock desert eagle tucked
Metal jackets gone eat'em up
Big30 deleting stuff
Acting tough and we left'em stuck Blrrrd
I say Big30 deleting shit
Diss me on the 23rd pussy
Ain't even see the 6th
Ran out of wock I'm sick fuck
It had to proceed to trist
Same nigga hating on the gang
Couldn't even be the shit
Constantly bringing me up to hoe
Why you ain't hit the bitch Forgot
I even hit the bitch
Fucked her when I wasn't having shit
Now I'm hitting classy shit
Private jet with the baddest bitch
I only tote the latest in
Dracos and automatic shit
A, and I hope you know dyin' expensive
Blrrrd Blrrrd blrrrd blrrrd
A, and I hope you
Know dyin' expensive Understood
When I see you I'm firing my pistol
(kj let the beat knock)
Wake up early in the morning
Move a bo fo I stretch
Plus for a lyft I'm at the sto
Pull up with a check
Think about trying some on 30
Pull up with a vest
Them hittas itching for a body
Drop a nigga get blessed
Don't pull up with no handguns
Less you sending ya best
And you can't join the choppa gang
Less you passing that test
Holla at cheese for them p's
Pull up in the jets
It ain't no boys round here
We playing checkers not chess
Ian playing Ian lying
I ain't no capper rapper
Have them shootas at yo neck
Just like a Adam's apple
Speak on 30 you gonna die
I have them shootas after
Racing a C8 in a V8 tryna see which faster
I'm CEO of Choppa Gang nigga CGE
Nigga want a couple ounces gotta come see me
I'm Gucci down I spent a quarter
Know the swipes on me
Can't get no shoes up off the
Action this how Nike ain't sweet
Hit up Tadoe CPN for a Hellcat
Know I'm having shit my way
Can't you tell that
Tryna beg my lil nigga hold them shells back
Cause you can't get that time back or
You can't give that cell back
Jumped off the porch and I
Was smoking Pom Pom
It ain't no sucker round me
We ain't no dum dum
Take a nigga ass down for a lump sum
Survival of the fittest what they taught
Me where I come from
High speed off the muscle when
Them folks hit the lights
Them fiends coming back to back when
Them folks hit the pipe
Put it on yo head you can get yo nose wiped
10 on yo shit in the morning
You won't see the night
A, and I hope you know dyin' expensive
Understood when I see you
I'm firing my pistol
How you shoot a nigga you
Wasn't even firing for Trigga
Go against the gang just know
You dying my nigga
And it ain't shit I'm worried about
How you sliding nigga see
What you swerving about
Glock 23 I up it I'm splurging out
Brains on the curb see what he worried about
Never snitched on no nigga
I'm too gangsta bitch look me up
Never ever see my chain tucked
That's what that glizzy for
Ima be the first crip to put
A C on a Bentley truck
I slide with none but killas boy
That's what that black Infiniti for
Goats on top of digital
Niggas don't wanna beef with us
Hang with killas and gamblers
Niggas ain't really street as us
Fuck the glock desert eagle tucked
Metal jackets gone eat'em up
Big30 deleting stuff
Acting tough and we left'em stuck Blrrrd
I say Big30 deleting shit
Diss me on the 23rd pussy
Ain't even see the 6th
Ran out of wock I'm sick fuck
It had to proceed to trist
Same nigga hating on the gang
Couldn't even be the shit
Constantly bringing me up to hoe
Why you ain't hit the bitch Forgot
I even hit the bitch
Fucked her when I wasn't having shit
Now I'm hitting classy shit
Private jet with the baddest bitch
I only tote the latest in
Dracos and automatic shit
A, and I hope you know dyin' expensive
Blrrrd Blrrrd blrrrd blrrrd
A, and I hope you
Know dyin' expensive Understood
When I see you I'm firing my pistol