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BIG 14 (Ft. Moneybagg Yo & Offset)

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Honorable C. N. O. T. E
Huh
Big fourteen, bitch, yeah (Yeah)
Big fourteen, bitch, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Big fourteen, bitch, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Big fourteen, bitch, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Big fourteen, bitch, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Big fourteen, bitch, yeah
Big fourteen, bitch, yeah (Ayy, hey)

Don't come outside
we send them killers at your door (Door) , huh, yeah (Yeah)
Talk down on the gang
lil' bitch, we slice your throat (Slice) , huh, yeah
Brand new Wraith, it got the cloth
look like a ghost (Cloth) , huh, yeah (Woo)
On the yacht, let's have a toast
'cause I'm the G. O. A. T. (Yeah) , huh, yeah (Yeah)
I just spent like thirty thousand
on some clothes (Clothes) , yeah (Ayy, thirty)
And just made a hundred thousand
for a show (Show) , yeah (Yeah, hey)
With them slimes
you know them niggas wipe your nose (Slime) , yeah (Slime)
Leave his body red like Kool-Aid Man
like, oh (Oh) , yeah (Yeah)

Stackin' and flippin' that money
not sellin' my soul (Stackin' that)
Walk in that room, told that bitch
not to slip on my drip
'cause it's all on the floor (Don't slip)
Trap all this shit in the Nawf
in the 'bando, they knock at the door
like Jehovah (Knock, knock)
I keep a hundred round drum
in the back of my trunk
and it bite like a Cobra (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Feelin' like Tony Montana
the world is mine, we runnin' the globe (Mine)
Get the fuck up, I don't know (Go)
Thirty-round Glock for the internet trolls (Bah)
Fuck on a thot, I'ma pay for the bros (Yes, sir)
Count up a M in one night in my Rolls (Count up)
Put this shit on me or put me in Vogue
Straight out the Nawf, Big 34 (Nawf)
Think that we soft and we shoot out your soul (Hey, soul)

Don't come outside
we send them killers at your door (Door) , huh, yeah (Yeah)
Talk down on the gang
lil' bitch, we slice your throat (Slice) , huh, yeah
Brand new Wraith
it got the cloth, look like a ghost (Cloth) , huh, yeah
On the yacht, let's have a toast
'cause I'm the G. O. A. T. (Yeah) , huh, yeah (Yeah)
I just spent like thirty thousand
on some clothes (Clothes) , yeah (Ayy)
And just made a hundred thousand
for a show (Show) , yeah (Yeah)
With them slimes
you know them niggas wipe your nose (Wipe it) , yeah (Yeah)
Leave his body red like Kool-Aid Man
like oh (Oh) , yeah (Yeah)

(Go)
Big speaker, richer than all my teachers
that's the same young nigga, used to skip school (True)
Just read up
fifteen Ms touch down in my account
I'm in a new mood (Go)
Let's speed up
Adderal, thirty, that's a lil' orange circle
look it up on YouTube (Meds)
Grim Reaper, I can get a nigga
out of here, I just look like this, I just play cool (Fool)
Shit water, diamonds on H2O (Sparkle)
We gon' pull on him and blow (Bow)
Cop a pint, pour a fo', coughin'
cups and drinks, corner store (Kitten)
You spot my opp drop the lo' (Quick)
gotta bake me a cake for this dough (Earn it)
Fifty-five deep in my show (Currently)
blew her back in day before

Don't come outside
we send them killers at your door (Door) , huh, yeah (Yeah)
Talk down on the gang, lil' bitch
we slice your throat (Slice) , huh, yeah
Brand new Wraith, it got the cloth
look like a ghost (Cloth) , huh, yeah
On the yacht, let's have a toast
'cause I'm the G. O. A. T. (Yeah) , huh, yeah (Yeah)
I just spent like thirty thousand
on some clothes (Clothes) , yeah (Ayy)
And just made a hundred thousand
for a show (Show) , yeah (Yeah)
With them slimes
you know them niggas wipe your nose (Wipe it) , yeah (Yeah)
Leave his body red like Kool-Aid Man
like oh (Oh) , yeah (Yeah)

Kill a nigga, drill a nigga, spill a nigga
Caps'll get peeled
lil' nigga, I was in the field, lil' nigga (Yeah, yeah)
AK with that scope, with that beam
where it's real, lil' nigga
We want all the smoke
all the war, we don't fear you niggas (War, kill, woo)
We gon' drill him down (Down)
with a hundred rounds (Hundred rounds)
She just like my fuckin' sound (All my fuckin' sound)
she just like to fuck around (Yeah, yeah)
She don't wanna date (Uh) , I just wanna fuck a while
Yeah, I wanna fuck her from the back
and go to fuckin' town, yeah

Don't come outside
we send them killers at your door (Door) , huh, yeah (Yeah)
Talk down on the gang, lil' bitch
we slice your throat (Slice) , huh, yeah
Brand new Wraith, it got the cloth
look like a ghost (Cloth) , huh, yeah
On the yacht, let's have a toast
'cause I'm the G. O. A. T. (Yeah) , huh, yeah (Yeah)
I just spent like thirty thousand
on some clothes (Clothes) , yeah (Ayy)
And just made a hundred thousand
for a show (Show) , yeah (Yeah)
With them slimes, you know them
niggas wipe your nose (Wipe it) , yeah (Yeah)
Leave his body red like Kool-Aid Man
like oh (Oh) , yeah (Yeah)

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