Biiig Hiii Lunchbox

[Chorus]
Ugh, beating
Too much Bristow in the blunt I'm like damn this shit beating (Ough, ough)
Did so much shit I was young got away with no beating
Had to hop back in that black caddy truck its that season (Ough)
I get big high for this trauma not high for no reason (Ough)
Sometimes bitch I get so high I might jump off the deep end (Ough, ough)
Niggas be watching lunchbox I see y'all niggas creeping (Ough, ough)
Fuck with lunch you getting shot I ain't playing no defense (Ough)

[Verse]
This shit ain't making no sense
This guap ain't making no sense (Ooh)
This thot ain't making no sense (Ugh)
She so thirsty for me (me), but some things you can't quench (Ooh)
She said she hurting for me (me, ooh), she get paid no attention (Ooh)

All this shit I done risked, oh (Ooh)
Smoking pain that's that stench, oh
Finna pour me some potion (Ough), I ain't tasting no tris, oh
We thе ones really with motion, so I stay with extеnsions, oh
I really came from the trenches, oh
Really came off the benches, oh

I told em, uh (Oof)
I told em shut the fuck up (Ooh)
I told em shut the fuck up
I told em shut the fuck up
Remember days they use to laugh, now I'm up nigga tough luck
Remember when they got me mad now I just don't give a fuck