The Front Lyrics

Big body up in the front

We look at y'all like nothing but lunch

We just kick back, do nothing but stunt

If it's a race to get that money, bitch we run to the front

Running shit up like the number one athlete

You talking shit on the net but don't at me

Big body truck, you be dumb think you can pass me

And I be beating that cat like Hasby

Yeah, and I do what I gotta do

Bitch I'm rocking Prada shoes, all this shit I got on new, yeah, uh

Bitch we make a lot of moves, treat this shit like bada boom

What the fuck they tryna do, yeah

I could be rich as fuck, still rock Lattafa perfume

I was stuck, down as fuck, so I got up and move

Now bitch we up, got a lot of them blues

And my gang they went crazy, I'm proud of them too

Hold up, brand new fit looking crazy

You a damn bitch, why you thinking you can play me

I'ma get rich, get a bag like Jay-Z

I been through a lot so now not shit phase me

Faded at the party now everything look hazy

Everything still good, everything still gravy

Without you, I think I'm going crazy

Everything been changing, this shit just amaze me, uh

A lot of people switching, who real still remains to be seen

You know how much I paid for these jeans

You know how much lil' bro just paid for beans

Y'all down bad as fuck, y'all gon' go out like fiends

But I don't give a fuck, 40 tucked with my team

I hit the mall and I run in Celine

I do what I want, bitch I run everything

Yeah, it's like these racks coming to me, yeah

But you still can't get nothing free, gotta work hoe

Think you fucking with me, must be off a damn perc hoe

You a motherfucking burger, take yo lil' ass to work hoe

I'ma get rich, get the bands off of rapping like Herbo

Run up on me, get murked hoe

Say you doing shit but you surely not the first hoe

Popped out flexin' in a fur coat

Put Balenci on my motherfucking shirt hoe

I put the team on my motherfucking back bitch

Got racks, all I like to do is stack shit

Yeah, crazy coupe, I'm loving all the fast whips

Anything you want, I don't care, you can have it

Go and hit the mall, what you want, you can grab it

Brand new G wagon, I done got it right from Brabus

I been staking money, that's just my habits

Chop it's gon' hit, made the bitch automatic

Yeah, yeah

Big body up in the front

We look at y'all like nothing but lunch

We just kick back, do nothing but stunt

If it's a race to get that money, bitch we run to the front

Running shit up like the number one athlete

You talking shit on the net but don't at me

Big body truck, you be dumb think you can pass me

And I be beating that cat like Hasby