Bails Marlo
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[Intro]
Cook that shit up, Quay
[Chorus]
Big bail nigga, pound break a scale
Nigga, yeah, we was gettin' it through the mail
Pray to god we never see the po-po, got 'em by the boatloads
Swear to god we gettin' 'em in by the truck loads
In front my moms, swear I gave him a hundred pounds
Nigga do ya thang, you know a nigga hold you down
Ain't no back-and-forth, have lil one gun you down
Them niggas talking gangsta, nigga go round for round
Go round for round, ayy, we'll go round for round
Them niggas talking gangsta, nigga go round for found
These niggas know they ain't gangsta, nigga can go round for round
My young nigga going crazy, nigga can go round and round
[Verse 1]:
Big bail, make them bitches break the scale
Straight, they get it from the mail
Pack nine and we like yeah
Take care my whole team, them PFK, them bitches clean
A nigga rerockin' over there, you know we selling straight clean
And I did it for my dawg
When he came home, he was fucked up
And I gave him racks and we balled
And a nigga balled on y'all
And nigga seen them flaws all in y'all
Put a hundred on his head if that's the cost
I'm calling big shots like a boss
Cook that shit up, Quay
[Chorus]
Big bail nigga, pound break a scale
Nigga, yeah, we was gettin' it through the mail
Pray to god we never see the po-po, got 'em by the boatloads
Swear to god we gettin' 'em in by the truck loads
In front my moms, swear I gave him a hundred pounds
Nigga do ya thang, you know a nigga hold you down
Ain't no back-and-forth, have lil one gun you down
Them niggas talking gangsta, nigga go round for round
Go round for round, ayy, we'll go round for round
Them niggas talking gangsta, nigga go round for found
These niggas know they ain't gangsta, nigga can go round for round
My young nigga going crazy, nigga can go round and round
[Verse 1]:
Big bail, make them bitches break the scale
Straight, they get it from the mail
Pack nine and we like yeah
Take care my whole team, them PFK, them bitches clean
A nigga rerockin' over there, you know we selling straight clean
And I did it for my dawg
When he came home, he was fucked up
And I gave him racks and we balled
And a nigga balled on y'all
And nigga seen them flaws all in y'all
Put a hundred on his head if that's the cost
I'm calling big shots like a boss
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