[Intro]
Big Phillipe
Ayy, Big Phillipe
FeezyDisABangah
Ayy, it's Philthy, nigga
Feez, Feez
Funk or Die
Rest in peace Griselda Blanco
Rest in peace Pablo Escobar
Free El Chapo, nigga, uh-huh
Feez on these niggas with another one
Look
[Chorus]
A hundred keys like I'm Pablo (Big Phillipe)
I'll get you whacked like El Chapo (Big Phillipe)
My bottom bitch Griselda Blanco (Big Phillipe)
Don't make me pull up with my vatos (Ayy, Big Phillipe)
A hundred keys like I'm Pablo (Big Phillipe)
I'll get you whacked like El Chapo (Big Phillipe)
My bottom bitch Griselda Blanco (Big Phillipe)
Don't make me pull up with my vatos (Ayy, Big Phillipe)
[Verse 1]
Look, free El Chapo 'til El Chapo free (Free El Chapo)
Feelin' like I was him when I copped a key (I swear to God)
Man, I can't explain the feeling when I copped the B (Foreign)
Then I parked it in the hood for the block to see (It's Philthy)
Gucci poncho cost twelve hundred (Designer)
Blue red bottoms another twelve something (Chump change)
Broke niggas committing crimes with no bail money (Broke nigga)
He was never in the trap, ain't never sell nothin' (It's Philthy)
What's understood ain't gotta be explained (Uh-uh)
If the victim point his fingers, they don't need a name (Pussy)
Thirty pointers in these Cartis, I ain't seen a thing (Bustdown)
The plan was to get rich and get out the game (It's Philthy)
Big Phillipe
Ayy, Big Phillipe
FeezyDisABangah
Ayy, it's Philthy, nigga
Feez, Feez
Funk or Die
Rest in peace Griselda Blanco
Rest in peace Pablo Escobar
Free El Chapo, nigga, uh-huh
Feez on these niggas with another one
Look
[Chorus]
A hundred keys like I'm Pablo (Big Phillipe)
I'll get you whacked like El Chapo (Big Phillipe)
My bottom bitch Griselda Blanco (Big Phillipe)
Don't make me pull up with my vatos (Ayy, Big Phillipe)
A hundred keys like I'm Pablo (Big Phillipe)
I'll get you whacked like El Chapo (Big Phillipe)
My bottom bitch Griselda Blanco (Big Phillipe)
Don't make me pull up with my vatos (Ayy, Big Phillipe)
[Verse 1]
Look, free El Chapo 'til El Chapo free (Free El Chapo)
Feelin' like I was him when I copped a key (I swear to God)
Man, I can't explain the feeling when I copped the B (Foreign)
Then I parked it in the hood for the block to see (It's Philthy)
Gucci poncho cost twelve hundred (Designer)
Blue red bottoms another twelve something (Chump change)
Broke niggas committing crimes with no bail money (Broke nigga)
He was never in the trap, ain't never sell nothin' (It's Philthy)
What's understood ain't gotta be explained (Uh-uh)
If the victim point his fingers, they don't need a name (Pussy)
Thirty pointers in these Cartis, I ain't seen a thing (Bustdown)
The plan was to get rich and get out the game (It's Philthy)
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