Boldy James, Real Bad Man, Eto - Little Vicious lyrics

All I knew is hollows and grams
Supplyin' coke
Talkin' jewels, I know the man
He dyin' broke
Talk the rules, they overstand what I invoke
Lost a few, shake no ones hand
Live by the oath
Y'all confused, they told him rare
I tie the ropes walked in the shoes
They won't remand if I get smoked
Saw the news, they showed the fam
I lost 'em both
It cost the dues, halos, and yams
But I'm awoke
I'm sharpin' pool, yayo is tan
The China dope
My momma knew days in advancе, I'm not a joke
Hawk or shoot, taped in saran
Arrived in boats
Tonka coupе, space in the van
The driver choked
Mobster suit's, prayed in the can
My rider spoke
I saw cahoots, trade on the brand
Minor folks
Park and view, I let it blam behind the scope
Honor who? I reprimand your liner notes

Them bricks came in a clutch
Need a better ticket (A better note)
In the stizzy weighin' up
You know this shit get wicked
(In the trenches) keep them blickies on tuck
For niggas too suspicious (What else?)
I'm a big dangerous, you just a lil' vicious
(Gang)
I duct tape the kids and the missus (Kids)
In the stizzy weighin' up
You know this shit get wicked (You know it)
Kill the witness
Leave you sleepin' with the fishes
(Where we at with it?)
I'm a big dangerous, you just a lil' vicious

Once the trust is broke and
All the love is lost
That's when the gloves come off
I'm from Detroit where even plugs run off
Had to catch up with my crowd niggas
Forcin' my hand
Was happier when I was poor with my friends
Went to war for my fam
Took a score for them bands
Man make the money
That shit don't make you more of a man
Was once a little giant
But now I got this shit down to a science
Was taught to add, multiply, divide the bag
And minus
Clashin' with the titans, hittin' the road
Drivin' with no license
Boatload of oranges, traffickin' them slices
Plug got deported
My old man jackin' up the prices
But I'm just tryna rack me up a M bison
Cold as an ice grill
Slicker than greased lightning
My only nightmare is a federal indictment
Can get a whole fifty guap for the right pill
Plugged on the trillion watts
Check my light bill

Them bricks came in a clutch
Need a better ticket (A better note)
In the stizzy weighin' up
You know this shit get wicked
(In the trenches) keep them blickies on tuck
For niggas too suspicious (What else?)
I'm a big dangerous, you just a lil' vicious
(Gang)
I duct tape the kids and the missus (Kids)
In the stizzy weighin' up
You know this shit get wicked (You know it)
Kill the witness
Leave you sleepin' with the fishes
(Where we at with it?)
I'm a big dangerous, you just a lil' vicious
Where we at with it?