D-Block Europe - Big B lyrics

Ski, yeah (Ooh, Jony)

Rolling 'round humble but G'd up, boy, I
Got my game from big B, yeah
(Big)
I done seen the boy go against the grain
Pull up, whole coupe turned Swiss cheese
Yeah (yeah)
I'm in a Jeep with my white boy talking
'bout corn and broccoli, young boys on go
I can't mislead (yeah)
Bentley Bentayga, a big B (yeah)
One thousand and six, that's a big B
I gave game to the little bro, he re-ing on
A brick now, I told him "Don't celebrate"
Yeah (Hm-m)
You see
The charges and sentencing guidelines are
Different when you fucking
With the heavyweight, yeah
(For real)
Brought you to the water, I played my part
Gotta see what you demonstrate
I'm that same twenty-nine, get a
Call from big Ko, gotta pull up with
The thirty-eight featherweight (yeah)
2015, in that white, Ciroc-o, got it on us
No funny stuff
Fuck around, not sell us no grub
Me and LB will rob 'em
They'll cry and call cuzzy up (Take that)
Back then I used to get on
The train with three G packs
Walk 'round the town and just fuck it up
(Fuck it up)
My little niggas gettin' nicked for
The pokings in town so
The shotters and the jakes know
What's up with us (yeah, yeah)
When I was young
I used to walk from Lewisham graveyard all
The way to frontline to get Lizzie (yeah)
Chromes and Gutta probably
Chased somethin' down
Probably cheffed somethin' up by the
Time I hit Chick Chicken (yeah)
In my black Ralph trackie, got
My flicky on my waist
Got my shots and my little fuckin' phone here
(yeah)
Had a passa with the fiend outside KFC (yeah)
TSG pulled up, I'm on my toes, nigga
All I need from you is honesty (yeah)
Molly water boost my confidence (yeah)
Trappers, we don't deal with fraudulence
(You dig?)
Snitches do not get acknowledgement
(You dig?)
I'ma go and fund the war for them (You dig?)
They tryna score, it's a tournament
(You dig?) gotta speak from my heart, fuck
An audience, we was oppressed
Now we dominant (Ski)
I fucked around, showed too much
Love, they abusing my love
Got me thinkin' evil things (M-m-m)
See, the game is the game
I'ma play to my grave
I'ma deal with the shit that people bring
(For life)
I know the real you, the one that you hate
Maybe that's why I see it how it is
(I see it)
Still got corn for my bro's crackhead friend
When I was eight years old
He was thieving out the crib (Ski)
But now I done grew up (Ski)
She a princess, I might pick her shoe up
(Ski)
Ex broke her heart, I'ma buy her a new one
(Ski) bagging up in the pent, Q
Of white in the hoover, we get it
I might fly out to Venice, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Five-star spa, she replenished, yeah
(yeah, yeah)
When you fucking with me, can't regret it, I
Bet that your ex gets the message, you dig?
(yeah, yeah) we come from the jungle (yeah)
Got some firearms, bro, we don't tumble
(yeah)
Hair long and real, call her Rapunzel (yeah)
Plug is flingin' the coca in bundles (yeah)
I'm a sinner, I say what I want to (Oh)
We go shopping, I buy you some lunch too (Oh)
I done seen a few real niggas crumble (yeah)
Made a killin' off B like a bumble (yeah)
I'm chillin', I'm in my kameez (yeah)
I might fly to Egypt with Capris (yeah)
I won't lie, I sweep 'em off their feet
(yeah)
Close your eyes and picture, have you seen?
(yeah)
Hope Allah forgives me when we meet (yeah)
Hear the lies on my name, it's ridiculous
Moncler with the fur, it's indigenous
I'm in court tryna assert my innocence
Name infamous (Ski)