Big Order Lil Keed

[Intro]
Yeah
This that shit right here, this that, um, real gangster shit, you know what I'm saying?
Whew
Nigga get to playing, gotta goddamn peel his motherfucking hat back, you know what I'm saying?
(Ferno, you spazzin')
Put his brain where his fucking lap at

[Chorus]
Who gon' catch some bodies? Who gon' get it started?
Who gon' point the fingers? Who gon' keep it solid?
Who gon' hit the house and miss the car and hit the body?
Who gon' hit a line, take some molly, get to chopping?
Who gon' put these dreams and money over a thottie?
Who gon' serve the fiends them things all in the projects?
Who gon' put the Rolex and rings all in the Pyrex?
Yеah, I'm counting these blessings, I'm having so many talliеs
Who gon' pick the Audi? Who pick the Rover?
Got skinny jeans, we don't tote a holster
Main rocking Gucci, but she fuck for Fashion Nova
Car came equipped with umbrellas and a soda
I ain't Minnesota, but I hit it with the soda
Then I whip, whip, whip, now it's hard as a boulder
Plug really tripping, say he vacuum-sealed the odor
But the truck got caught up, it was a big, big order, goddamn