SMALLER THAN GOD Fijimacintosh (Ft. Trippie Redd)

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[Intro: Trippie Redd]
(Aha, is DP on that?)
(DP on the beat)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh

[Chorus: Trippie Redd & Fijimacintosh]
Nigga, that's a big bet, yeah, this a big check, yeah, gotta big flex, yeah
Flexin' on these niggas, I got big pecks, yeah
On the big set, yeah, that's a big bet, yeah
You don't want no smoke 'cause we got big TECs, yeah
We got big TECs, yeah, we got big TECs, yeah
Start a big mess, yeah
I been hoppin' out this 'Rari in a big Jag', yeah
Shoot a nigga face until ain't shit left, yeah (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Fijimacintosh]
Diamonds, they drip just like the water
Get your bitch before she get slaughtered
Spank the lil' bitch like I was her father
Sippin' that lean but don't need baby bottle
Bitch so bad like the next top-model
Chopper sing like the opera
Niggas, they talk but I don't do the gossip
My niggas talk but I might sing a concert
Screw you roller kid
I'm rollin' with the slimes, yeah
Niggas hatin' droppin' dimes, yeah
And that money on my mind, yeah