Big Moochie Grape Got Me Fucced Up Lyrics

[Intro]
This lil' nigga see me, dawg
Like, I swear to God, bro, I make this shit look like, damn!
Wait, bro, put it on Houdini
Houdini, if the nigga see me, Houdini
You niggas ain't f*ckin' with me, know what I'm sayin'?
Niggas don't want to give my flowers, niggas want to
You know what I'm saying, take what I do and bite the shit, you know what I'm saying
And don't want to give my credit for it, you know what I'm saying?
Like, I'm the one that came in with this stupid-ass flow I got, man
I'm the reason that these niggas signed

[Chorus]
Knuck if you buck
Come through swinging that bitch just like nunchucks
Pull up on your block and we make nigga double dutch
They p*ssy sweet over here, got me f*cked up
Try to run up and I bet you get bust up
I'm gonna drop my nuts and I ran out my bucks up
Run a nigga, want to get me, now they out of luck
Tell my little shootеr get ready to battle up
No, wе ain't going for nothing
Big Moochie back and then more than these niggas in trouble, yeah
Rapping don't work, got to hustle, yeah
Go to the trap with the muscle, yeah
I put all this shit on the line right now for all of my brothers, yeah
Shoot the boy right at the buzzer, yeah
VVS diamond got clusters, yeah

[Verse]
Yo, move this wheel, go get to my chills, Big Moochie a cold motherf*cker, whoa
Pull through the hood and the trap on AB getting off Za', no bubbles, uh
Went St. Johnny, got a gangster grill, but I never met DJ Drama, uh
Go and get the Grape, better nigga get touched up for a nigga, no, I ain't started Got a bad bitch with a big ass little heel, damn, I'ma smoke her like butter, uh
She got a best friend and she coming the same way, make my ho f*ck on each other
Yeah, I used to be broke, and I never did half, shit, Big Moochie came out the gutter
Yeah, I'm rich, and I'm having the shit my way now, nigga don't like how I bubble
Been in the streets all my life, nigga so long
I'm a big timer, yeah, I get my roll on
I ring the bitch, yeah, I named my dog, Frozone
So I put on for this shit like Cologne
f*ck on the baby, then when I get done, tell her, "Hold on
Your Uber outside, get ready, bitch, go home"
Look, I'm no bum, I'm a kid, shit, it go long
Hate that I used to be broke, now I'm full

[Chorus]
Knuck if you buck
Come through swinging that bitch just like nunchucks
Pull up on your block and we make nigga double dutch
They p*ssy sweet over here, got me f*cked up
Try to run up and I bet you get bust up
I'm gonna drop my nuts and I ran out my bucks up
Run a nigga, want to get me, now they out of luck
Tell my little shooter get ready to battle up
No, we ain't going for nothing
Big Moochie back and then more than these niggas in trouble, yeah
Rapping don't work, got to hustle, yeah
Go to the trap with the muscle, yeah
I put all this shit on the line right now for all of my brothers, yeah
Shoot the boy right at the buzzer, yeah
VVS diamond got clusters, yeah