Big Loaf - Taylor Girlz

I got Big Loaf, ask 'em, what they mad?

I don’t know know what they mad for

Sliding in the Coupe, I might do the dash though

I be getting shit I’on even fucking ask for

Shitting on these niggas like a asshole

I got Big Loaf, ask 'em, what they mad?

I don’t know know what they mad for

Sliding in the Coupe, I might do the dash though

I be getting shit I’on even fucking ask for

Shitting on these niggas like a asshole

Nigga run up tell 'em fall back

Bih talking crazy I ain’t on that

Old hundreds, yeah I got throwbacks

Petty ass money I done threw that

I’m loving this feeling of stacking and flipping

I’m riding it tinted just know that

I’m popping, I know that you notice

Lil' bitches know that I’m loaded, got on the beat and I rode it

Lil' niggas know that I’m focused, he wanna get behind poke it

Got my own stick and tote it

That water don’t drip, I just pour

Straight off the porch in a Porsche

I feel like I’m in a horse

I’m on my way to the port

Too many niggas, can’t sort

Won’t see me going back and forth

Need my money at the door

Counting blues, fingers sore

I got Big Loaf, ask 'em, what they mad?

I don’t know know what they mad for

Sliding in the Coupe, I might do the dash though

I be getting shit I’on even fucking ask for

Shitting on these niggas like a asshole

I got Big Loaf, ask 'em, what they mad?

I don’t know know what they mad for

Sliding in the Coupe, I might do the dash though

I be getting shit I’on even fucking ask for

Shitting on these niggas like a asshole

And I copped it and I paid cash, hoe

Claiming you my man you a whole hoe

Really smart as fuck that’s what you don’t know

Stacking up these bankrolls that you can’t fold or hold

I ain’t never fold

We ain’t going broke

This the weather for my Gucci coat, I’m at the top floor

Thought that I couldn’t do it.

I stayed up, ran on nothing but fluid Wasn’t no

thing to do it, I went up and got straight to it

I just bought some chains and it flushed out, I let king do it

Icy, ice

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