Trippie Redd, DaBaby - Big Body Convertible lyrics
Trippie Redd [Michael Lamar White II] Canton, Ohio, U.S. 🇺🇸
DaBaby [Jonathan Lyndale Kirk] Cleveland, Ohio, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Trippie Redd, DaBaby - Big Body Convertible lyrics]
Pullin' up, big body
And this bitch convertible
She could be the baddest bitch
I swear to God, i'm curvin' her
Blow a bitch brains out like a damn murderer
Fucked her last week
But I swear I've never heard of her
Put a spell on the bitch with my dick, yeah
I'm cursin' her
Hundred round drum on the stick, three round
Burst on 'em
The opps poppin' out like a zit
Then I'm burstin' 'em
Heard them niggas talkin' brazy, I'ma
Put 'em in a hearse, huh
223s, 762s, put 'em in the dirt, huh
Big chops, she see what's in
Store, ain't talkin' clerks, huh
I be with the birds
Bet a bitch won't say a peep
Hundred fifty on my chain
Hundred on my teeth
They want me to kill 'em, okay, got it
I'm elite got my wallet, not my phone
Leave a message at the beep
All these niggas pussy, pussy
All I see is pink
All these pussy niggas ran
I went and bought me a damn Sphinx
I can make a mil’, or two, bae
Before you blink
My brother robbed a couple banks
His dream was a Brink’s
They don't think I got it, bitch
I got it to a T
Couple hundred thousand on some bowls
Make a mill' first week
All my niggas messy, bitch
We got it out the street
Know I keep that TEC on me
I'm feelin' like a geek wet the block up
Like my bitch wettin' up the sheets
Run the damn game like a nigga got on cleats
Pullin' up, big body
And this bitch convertible
She could be the baddest bitch
I swear to God, i'm curvin' her
Blow a bitch brains out like a damn murderer
Fucked her last week
But I swear I've never heard of her
I didn't get your name
You probably caught up in the hype
They think they knew it
We really in the street
Pullin' up, big body
And this bitch convertible
She could be the baddest bitch
I swear to God, i'm curvin' her
Blow a bitch brains out like a damn murderer
Fucked her last week
But I swear I've never heard of her
And this bitch convertible
She could be the baddest bitch
I swear to God, i'm curvin' her
Blow a bitch brains out like a damn murderer
Fucked her last week
But I swear I've never heard of her
Put a spell on the bitch with my dick, yeah
I'm cursin' her
Hundred round drum on the stick, three round
Burst on 'em
The opps poppin' out like a zit
Then I'm burstin' 'em
Heard them niggas talkin' brazy, I'ma
Put 'em in a hearse, huh
223s, 762s, put 'em in the dirt, huh
Big chops, she see what's in
Store, ain't talkin' clerks, huh
I be with the birds
Bet a bitch won't say a peep
Hundred fifty on my chain
Hundred on my teeth
They want me to kill 'em, okay, got it
I'm elite got my wallet, not my phone
Leave a message at the beep
All these niggas pussy, pussy
All I see is pink
All these pussy niggas ran
I went and bought me a damn Sphinx
I can make a mil’, or two, bae
Before you blink
My brother robbed a couple banks
His dream was a Brink’s
They don't think I got it, bitch
I got it to a T
Couple hundred thousand on some bowls
Make a mill' first week
All my niggas messy, bitch
We got it out the street
Know I keep that TEC on me
I'm feelin' like a geek wet the block up
Like my bitch wettin' up the sheets
Run the damn game like a nigga got on cleats
Pullin' up, big body
And this bitch convertible
She could be the baddest bitch
I swear to God, i'm curvin' her
Blow a bitch brains out like a damn murderer
Fucked her last week
But I swear I've never heard of her
I didn't get your name
You probably caught up in the hype
They think they knew it
We really in the street
Pullin' up, big body
And this bitch convertible
She could be the baddest bitch
I swear to God, i'm curvin' her
Blow a bitch brains out like a damn murderer
Fucked her last week
But I swear I've never heard of her