BIG H (Radio Edit) Lyrics

Uh, uh huh

Uh huh

Yeah

Motherf- Texas they know what's goin' on you hear me

Yeah

Know he gon' step he got creps

Three stripes now he gon' rep

Had to make a dollar do a stretch

(Yeah)

And now we ain't talkin' bout stress

I got good news through a text

We got mob ties and we got next

Playing chess but you can get checked

Anyway you comin' get fed

We don't repeat what's said

They be talkin' bout sticks, stones, words

But these sticks comin' wit lead

They thinkin' they big and bold oh no

Emojis they come for ya head

Tip toe creep on the floor

I keep it quiet as kept

They sleepin' but don't got a bed

(Ugh)

Tic tac toe with these h-

They droppin' down low

My flow be too cold

Don't knock at my door

My bro got that pole

He peepin', he scopin'

He locked, and he loaded

That thing be rappin' I swear it ain't chokin'

This flow like a pint and it ain't got no soda

Flood that h- out and we turn that b- over

Ricko gon' hang out the right when he roll up

Everything right it's on sight we don't fold up

Might hop a flight and just take this s- over

Might be overseas in the n- wit some colours

I been the one they gon' try hard to dub it

They ain't on s- they gon' try hard to fluff it

That smoke mid boy you know you ain't bussin'

Sing that s- like I'm Nate but not Husser