Biscotti In The Air (Bigger) (Unreleased)
[00:00.67] (Hah hah) this nigga crazy (Yes sir)
[00:04.82] Ay say somethin' on the mic
[00:07.18] Bitch, I'm high as fuck (Yes sir)
[00:09.15] Let me hear that on the second verse (Yeah)
[00:15.69] (Bitch)
[00:16.92] Smokin' cookie crisp (Yeah)
[00:19.58] Stupid bitch, yeah, all that shit
[00:23.73] Fuck yo' Glock, I need a gun with bigger tits, all that shit
[00:26.99] Fuck yo' Glock, I need a gun with bigger tits (Oh yeah)
[00:29.84] Pop that 30, not that 10, I need a bigger itch (Oh yeah)
[00:33.46] I got a job for you hoes, finding a bigger bitch (Oh yeah)
[00:36.81] Try'na move that cocaine by the zip, hide it by yo' tits (Oh yeah)
[00:40.91] Young rich niggas, we rare (Uh-huh)
[00:42.64] All the hoes stop and stare (Uh-huh)
[00:44.52] Louis V underwear (Uh-huh)
[00:46.11] VVS solar flare (Uh-huh)
[00:47.96] Eskimo polar bear (Uh-huh)
[00:49.83] Designer I wear (Uh-huh)
[00:51.42] Bad vibes over there (Uh-huh)
[00:53.29] In my recliner chair, putting biscotti in the air
[00:56.74] Whole lotta gang shit (yeah), Kel-tec go bang (huh)
[01:00.35] Bust out a brain, ice on my wrists and baguettes to the name
[01:03.03] Mess up them glizzies and run to the bang
[01:04.73] All black truck, pull out
[01:06.24] Kel-tec talk in the backseat (Pull out)
[01:07.80] Fuck nigga run like a track meet (Pull out)
[01:09.61] Pop out, aim at him, knocked out
[01:10.99] Then I put the top down
[01:12.05] Turn up the music, yeah rock out
[01:13.42] I need fellatio, my cock out
[01:15.31] I don't trust you, I've still got my Glock out
[01:17.09] I used to stay two doors down
[01:19.92] From a crackhouse
[01:20.63] 2 years later I was workin' in the crackhouse
[01:22.28] Niggas runnin' in and twerking in the crackhouse
[01:23.89] I was smoking extendos, and white outs
[01:26.03] My two jeans and timbos yeah
[01:27.43] My shirt collar polo yeah, from TJ Max yeah on the low yeah
[01:31.25] Came from a long way those days
[01:32.55] If I could go back there I could go there
[01:34.93] Cause I had all my bros there
[01:36.39] Nevermind, I don't wanna go there
[01:38.37] Fuck your Glock, I need a gun with bigger tits (Oh yeah)
[01:40.39] Pop that 30, not that 10, I need a bigger itch (Oh yeah)
[01:44.00] I got a job for you hoes, finding a bigger bitch (Oh yeah)
[01:47.32] Tryna move that cocaine by the zip, hide it by your tits (Oh yeah)
[01:51.46] Young rich niggas, we rare (Uh-huh)
[01:53.27] All the hoes stop and stare (Uh-huh)
[01:55.13] Louis V underwear (Uh-huh)
[01:56.60] VVS solar flare (Uh-huh)
[01:58.60] Eskimo polar bear (Uh-huh)
[02:00.45] Designer I wear (Uh-huh)
[02:02.15] Bad vibes over there (Uh-huh)
[02:03.75] In my recliner chair, putting biscotti in the air
[02:07.21] I'm surfin' on the waves, numbin' all the pain
[02:09.17] Novocaine with the percs
[02:10.89] I'm outta my body, gimme that biscotti, I ain't comin' back to earth (Nuh-huh)
[02:14.36] Without that money, I best believe he ain't gon kill nobody (Ha-ha)
[02:17.40] My niggas don't need no money, if I tell em' they gon' kill somebody (Brr-brr-Brr)
[02:20.66] Uh, yeah, nigga, what's good?
[02:22.36] Four of my niggas ridin' through yo hood
[02:23.92] Uh, yeah, wish you would, who do you think you are and should
[02:27.63] Uh yeah, gettin' in good, leave 'em laying on the front porch like his house haunted (Yeah)
[02:32.29] Roll up woods, pour up mud, let's get stuck (Bitch)
[02:35.16] Where'd all the real ones go? We the only real ones, uh (That's for real)
[02:38.74] We in yo' place, get in the way, we gon' kill some (That's for real)
[02:42.07] I miss my dog, let me fall, make him feel us (Us)
[02:45.14] Won't stop 'till we see blood, make him feel the real us (Baow, baow, baow)
[02:48.99] Pain in they veins, bullets tear, leave a stain (Yeah)
[02:52.09] From the pain in our brains when they took what I gained (Uh, uh)
[02:55.64] Now the days ain't the same
[02:57.15] Make me wanna scream out they names (Let's go)
[02:59.16] No reply, so we gettin' high, plottin' on the other side
[03:03.00] I need a gun with bigger tits (Oh yeah)
[03:05.26] Pop that 30, not that 10, I need a bigger itch (Oh yeah)
[03:08.61] I got a job for you hoes, finding a bigger bitch (Oh yeah)
[03:11.96] Tryna move that cocaine by the zip, hide it by your tits (Oh yeah)
[03:16.00] Young rich niggas, we rare (Uh-huh)
[03:17.66] All the hoes stop and stare (Uh-huh)
[03:19.96] Louis V underwear (Uh-huh)
[03:21.32] VVS solar flare (Uh-huh)
[03:23.18] Eskimo polar bear (Uh-huh)
[03:25.03] Designer I wear (Uh-huh)
[03:26.72] Bad vibes over there (Uh-huh)
[03:28.32] In my recliner chair, putting biscotti in the air
[03:38.95] (808 Mafia)
