Yeah
(Ooh, LOU WILL)
Tuh, big tuh (FCB) trip
I told her, "Let that big-big tuh" (tuh, tuh)
She said, "Let that big-big tuh" (tuh), yeah
Now throw it
One hundred in the moment, never cross my mind again
Come to another stand and never cross that line again
Name is LOU WILL, but I'm from Memphis, Tenn
Where makin' easy money, pimpin' hoes is serious bus'
Speakin' of a bid, I can't say that's somethin' I fear
But if you threaten the kid, la familia will sit
In penitentiaries, prison system, other brothers Crips
Basically, I'm tellin' you big tuh gon' hit the lick
I told her, "Let that big-big tuh" (tuh, tuh)
She said, "Let that big-big tuh" (I got you, Lou) (tuh) (Tony)
Now throw it
Quarantinin', schemin', I relapsed and started leanin' (leanin')
Shawty want my semen, so I said, "You gotta stream it" (stream it)
Wrap my Lamborghini, shootin' craps in the casini (woo)
Know Lil Hott a demon, seen him pull up in a Demon
And that Sleepy Rose, man, you better not sleep on holmes (don't sleep on holmes)
Kickin' it with Worl, I ain't talkin' about no globe (talkin' about no globe)
I just FaceTimed Skooly, he was singin' to some hoes (skatin')
Tony gettin' rich, and I ain't gotta do no shows (Tony)
She gon' bust it down for some players in the league (Tony)
She already hit a couple players on the team (she did)
I came to the party just to leave (just to leave, yeah)
I inhaled some exotic just to breathe (just to breathe, yeah)
I told her, "Let that big-big tuh" (tuh, tuh)
She said, "Let that big-big tuh" (yeah, yup-yup) (tuh) (okay)
Now throw it
Uh, I wanna rock all the time
She wanna fuck all the time, make love all the time
She wanna fuck on your slime
She wanna fuck on your vibe 'cause numbers don't lie
She know I'm one of a kind
She know I'm top of the line, in front of the line
She know I keep one on the side
Then I make the one multiply 'cause numbers don't lie
She's tryna fuck on the low
I'm tryna fuck on the high, we fuck all the time
Yeah, she's tryna fuck on the blow
I'm tryna fuck in the sky, what is your type?
She done fucked up a good time
I be fucked up all the time, not some of the time
Do not ask us for the time, we gon' fuck 'til we run out of time
I got the world in my hands
Don't make me set this bitch down and pick up the rifle
I get the work on demand
I don't even trap no more, I just got vices
I got a Perc' and a Xan'
It make me think about how beautiful life is
I'm 'bout to swerve in a Lam'
I'm 'bout to do the whole dash just like a hyphen
I see the facts on the ground
I give 'em back to the clouds, come back for the rounds
This gun'll back up a crowd, this gun'll air somethin' out
Tony Montana, I shoot while I crack a bale out
I'm finna act up, I'm wild
Ain't with no cappin', I'm so trigger-happy, I smile
Nigga, I'm strapped in my house, big Tunechi, big tuh
I told her, "Let that big-big tuh" (tuh, tuh)
She said, "Let that big-big tuh" (yup, yup) (tuh)
Now throw it
