Real Big Freestyle lyrics

[Verse 1]

Yeah, I'm a Big Tymer

I'll show you where it's at

[?] House and make your bitch show me

Where it's at

Why you dissin' on me

You ain't get no clout off dat?

You let em' geek you up nigga

You ain't high off crack

And my Choppa real big

The clip real big

I punch you in yo shit

Now ya lips real big

Got a big booty bitch

And her hips real big

This bitch let me poker cuz' my chips

Real big

If I like that, I buy dat

Ex pill, try dat

That rented ass car, boy

You ain't even buy dat

Gamble with your life

Imma fuck 'round and buy dat

Private jet, catch me up there

Where da sky at

My house real big

My car real big

This bitch got triple D's, yeah

Her bra real big

In this Rolls Royce, bitch

That double R real big

Aim at yo chest, bet you hope your vest real big

Take it how you want it bitch

It is, what it is

She acting like she don't wanna let me fuck

But she is

Got a old school, new school

New opps, new tools

Pull up on a nigga with this bitch out the window go, to

(Clap-Clap-Clap)

When we hit a fuck nigga block, we gon'

(Clap-Clap)

I know those neighbors heard those shots

All my niggas split wigs

Some of em' doin' bids

For squeezin' on Sigs

And they don't see they kids

I feel how they feel

They kill, like i kill

They live, like I live

They drill, like I drill

You gon' have to pop a pill

Just to feel, like I feel

You ain't never in no field

You don't feel, how I feel

Her pearl Real Big, but

I'mma swerve real big

I feel like I'm

Scarface bitch

My world real big

Glocks, 4-5's, Tecs, Macs

We got all dat

Pop a ex pill, hit my cup, to dissolve dat

You sendin' shots nigga

What you miss me for?

You suck my dick bitch

Then what you tryna kiss me for?

Uzi Gang, Shorty Gang

We don't like those Rugers (BRRAHP!)

You a Smallfoot Nigga

All I hang wit is shootas

Aim at ya head, fork you

In ya Ramen Noodles (Bitch!)

It's about that money

Watch, I pop up, like strudels

I like dat, buy dat

Foreign car, drive dat

Tryna rob the plug, and take all the drugs

I'm in the foreign car parked

Valet parked, at the strip club

On the red carpet screamin'

"Where's the sluts?"

Fire you up, if you live

On yo hospital bed, hit yo room

Pussy nigga, then pull the plug

I grew up with the [?]

And I became a buck

Shout out to my momma dukes

'Cuz she raised a thug

And ain't nobody gave a shit

Stayed down with my clique

Some got it out in blood

Bitch I got it in mud

And my rims real big

My guns real big

Catch you smokin' all my weed

Have ya lungs real big

And if you wanna go to war

Hope yo funds real big

Got a taste for Marseille

Like my tongue real big

My wheel cocked, valet parked

Pulled up in a Fiska'

You da type to rap beef

But I wouldn't even diss ya

You at the light, we shoot on sight

We gon' get you

Aim at yo lips, let this 4-5 kiss you

Big shoes, big pants

This shit dont fit you

When I swing this fully-auto bitch

I'm gon' hit you

Yeah I'm a Big Tyma, sorta, kinda

I got a Glock nine-a in my des-igna'

She know that I'm the shit

But I still re-mind her

Ya bitch get lost with me

You'll neva find her

I hit it from the front

But I get be-hind her

And if she rub her lips on my mic I might sign her

My diamonds on my water

'cuz I'm a pir-anha

My white bitch hide my dope

In her va-gina

(Gang. Gang. Gang!)

My white bitch hide my dope

In her va-gina

• Artist:Lud Foe
• Album:Single (2017)