Living Large, Pt. 2 ft. sayless Lyrics

I put shit on

Ricky's with my jeans tight to pack my chrome

Fashion fetish, fucked her in balenci then I sent her home

I'm living big, I'm living large

Big body GLE, hop out Rick and Chrome Hearts

I made it through the rain

But now I go outside and I cope with the thunder

They just wanna see me lose, said oh well

Lil bitch that's a bummer

Now I got these model bitches tryna get the pipe down, like a plumber

And just for talking down, my homie slide

Knock your head off, let you slumber

Yeah I put my bitch in Prada cause she proud of me this shit poetic

Yeah I'm dressing everytime I'm stepping bitch I got a fashion fetish

My son gon' be a star just like his daddy man this shit genetic

How you dropping every week but still not popping

Man that shit pathetic

Yeah I'm pumping iron like an athlete

I took her soul in the backseat

I know she wish she could have me

But I blocked her ass like last week

Fuck, I'm gassing this bitch

Floating this bitch

Sniper got extended distance

Trust me you don't want to miss this

Knocking off your whole existence bitch

(Bitch)

(Ahhhhhhhhhhh)

What, yeah, what

Put my bitch in Prada cause she proud of me, I'm really stepping

Walking through the fire, I live in hell, I smoke to feel the heavens

Staying with my gang, we move like cults, like fuck it that's my brethren

They know we stay active, we go outside, lil bitch we stay on go

Cause we gon' pop shit, my bro slide with a mop stick

Fuck my ex bitch, she was toxic, got the nerve to tell me that I'm not shit (what the fuck)

Fucked that bitch two times and once I did it in my backseat

Yeah I had to go get bro, and we gon' run it like a track meet stupid bitch

She a soul snatcher

Took it in the backseat, then I'm gone with the wind

Don't try to call me now, said fuck you to like all my old friends

Cause I took off (cause I took off)

I done turned to a villain

I'ma go and raise the roof, and I'ma smash through the ceiling

They don't wanna see me now, wait till I go make a killing

And I'ma kick them down, straight to the dirt, for times they was grilling

(Yeah, for times they was grilling)