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Big Grip - 27 (feat. Foogiano) Lyrics



Big Grip - 27 (feat. Foogiano) Lyrics
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(Yeaa)
No kap
(Yeh yea)
$27,000 on the bed it wont fold up
Nawl Ion dance but these racks do the hold up
Valet park the coupe an open the doors when I show up
Bad hoes and some real ones at the door when I showed up
Lets keep this shit kosher cuz my shooter dont give no f*ck
Gossiping to these hoes niggas acting like they know us
Yea im having plenty I aint trippin but want more bucks
Nigga talking b-roll but this 50 will not roll up
Pull up with gang yeh smashin Range Rove Truck
Opps be sendind shots but them f*cks aint having no luck
$27,000 on the bed make her hold up (make her hold up)
Im richer than every nigga that dont like me thats on God bro
Im running up the racks and blowing the extra all on cars bro
She want to lick the rapper yo hoe treat me like a star bro
Percocet kick in adderall kick in
Im riding around wit a hunnid in a foreign
Got more ice told my jeweler push the button (More ice)
Rich before rap this didnt happen all a sudden
$27,000 on the bed it wont fold up
Nawl Ion dance but these racks do the hold up
Valet park the coupe an open the doors when I show up
Bad hoes and some real ones at the door when I showed up
Lets keep this shit kosher cus my shooter dont give no f*ck
Gossiping to these hoes niggas acting like they know us
Yea im having plenty I aint trippin but want more bucks
Nigga talking b-roll but this 50 will not roll up
$100,000 in my mouth boy I done glowed up
Seen that same nigga that was talking now he froze up
He was with his bitch but she dont care she still choose up
I was waiting on it just told myself boy whats the hold up
We trap it in trap it out get the pack
Its The Mayor bitch they call Captin Jack
Take something from who nigga picture dat
Ice on me real cold ice attack
I be on the mud mix wit it with the Flac
40 on my hip bitch I never lack
Whip my dick out
She had a heart attack
Whip my money out
The money brought her back
$27,000 on the bed it wont fold up
Nawl Ion dance but these racks do the hold up
Valet park the coupe an open the doors when I show up
Bad hoes and some real ones at the door when I showed up
Lets kee0 this shit kosher cuz my shooter dont give no f*ck
Gossiping to these hoes niggas acting like they know us
Yea im having plenty I aint trippin but want more bucks
Nigga talking b-roll but this 50 will not roll up
Pull up with the gang yea smashin Range Rove truck
$27,000 on the bed make her hold up
Im richer than every nigga that dont like me thats on God bro
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(Yeaa)
No kap
(Yeh yea)
$27,000 on the bed it wont fold up
Nawl Ion dance but these racks do the hold up
Valet park the coupe an open the doors when I show up
Bad hoes and some real ones at the door when I showed up
Lets keep this shit kosher cuz my shooter dont give no f*ck
Gossiping to these hoes niggas acting like they know us
Yea im having plenty I aint trippin but want more bucks
Nigga talking b-roll but this 50 will not roll up
Pull up with gang yeh smashin Range Rove Truck
Opps be sendind shots but them f*cks aint having no luck
$27,000 on the bed make her hold up (make her hold up)
Im richer than every nigga that dont like me thats on God bro
Im running up the racks and blowing the extra all on cars bro
She want to lick the rapper yo hoe treat me like a star bro
Percocet kick in adderall kick in
Im riding around wit a hunnid in a foreign
Got more ice told my jeweler push the button (More ice)
Rich before rap this didnt happen all a sudden
$27,000 on the bed it wont fold up
Nawl Ion dance but these racks do the hold up
Valet park the coupe an open the doors when I show up
Bad hoes and some real ones at the door when I showed up
Lets keep this shit kosher cus my shooter dont give no f*ck
Gossiping to these hoes niggas acting like they know us
Yea im having plenty I aint trippin but want more bucks
Nigga talking b-roll but this 50 will not roll up
$100,000 in my mouth boy I done glowed up
Seen that same nigga that was talking now he froze up
He was with his bitch but she dont care she still choose up
I was waiting on it just told myself boy whats the hold up
We trap it in trap it out get the pack
Its The Mayor bitch they call Captin Jack
Take something from who nigga picture dat
Ice on me real cold ice attack
I be on the mud mix wit it with the Flac
40 on my hip bitch I never lack
Whip my dick out
She had a heart attack
Whip my money out
The money brought her back
$27,000 on the bed it wont fold up
Nawl Ion dance but these racks do the hold up
Valet park the coupe an open the doors when I show up
Bad hoes and some real ones at the door when I showed up
Lets kee0 this shit kosher cuz my shooter dont give no f*ck
Gossiping to these hoes niggas acting like they know us
Yea im having plenty I aint trippin but want more bucks
Nigga talking b-roll but this 50 will not roll up
Pull up with the gang yea smashin Range Rove truck
$27,000 on the bed make her hold up
Im richer than every nigga that dont like me thats on God bro
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Writer: kwame brown, marqedric manuel
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Big Grip - 27 (feat. Foogiano) Video
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Performed By: Big Grip
Language: English
Length: 3:04
Written by: kwame brown, marqedric manuel

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