Big 3, Pt. 2 ft. Lean.Dre1k & Leezy Lyrics

Yeah, stitched lip, don't say shit, or you wont talk again, (Get em' out of here)

Step bacc pull yo wig, like a harden fan, (I'm not a roccet fan)

Yeah, yeah (At all, nigga)

(This shit crazy, they just want to... nigga)

Flyest nigga out here, they think I'm flipping pigeons

Bitch I'm getting chiccen, rapping intermission

Kill the tattletales, and free the ones that's sentenced

Like the hair on these bitches, sticcs got extensions

Man, I know all these niggas bitches, I can't tell the difference

Could always see the hoe in niggas, I'm forever gifted

I went from the hood to hidden hills, to get a better picture

How the fucc you sitting on yo ass, boy you hella different

Niggas want to see me down, I can't acknowledge it

Cloudy thoughts can't see the hate, I smoke a lot of zips

Everywhere I go, got pacc on me like a college kid

Everyday, I feel like Megatron, I can't be stopped for shit

Hold on, fucc a Instagram, I know them different grams

Bitch I'm very well connected, so I'm pushing Pams

I don't know why these niggas acting, I'm finna cast a call

When my bacc against the wall, that's when I'm finna ball

I can get my hands dirty, but I'm P, I can't risk it all

Keep little bro beside me, he so wigged drop you in the mall

With my bacc against the wall it ain't shit, I just want to ball

Nigga think he sipping lean, he sipping Tylenol

I only fucc with Neiman Marcus when I'm in the mall

My momma told me, before you walk you know you got to crawl

Niggas making posts on Instagram, need to knocc it off

Rule number one, don't say a name if the cops involved

How you niggas sipping green, you niggas stomach's weird

Probably only catch me out if the coast is clear

I ain't never needed friends, cause the pole is near

When he hopped out with drums, all he heard was snares

My city wicked, so you got to watch yo back, cause it get cold in here

I seen a lot of shit, that's why my heart just like a polar bear

Living proof, I was in them situations, I ain't fold in them

Some of my niggas gave they heart to the streets, and lost they soul in there

My city wicked, so you got to watch yo back, cause it get cold in here

I seen a lot of shit, that's why my heart just like a polar bear

Living proof, I was in them situations, I ain't fold in them

Some of my niggas gave they heart to the streets, and lost they soul in there

(Come On P)