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Big Worm

๐Ÿ‘ค Snowgoons โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Black Snow 3 โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 1:59
๐ŸŽต 1764 characters
โฑ๏ธ 1:59 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 30262360

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

First of all, don't be calling here like you some straight up G
'Cause I'll cut your balls off and hand 'em to you, partner

Early birds get the worm, they gon' learn to be concerned
Flow chronic dipped in serm, ice cream truck truckin' perms
Big worm, burly baby hair, roll as tires burn
Makin' turns, kids runnin', standin' firm

Gun drummin', scummy comin', New York side blocks
With some inside entrance, brought the gun and dab the bouncin'
Paid to talk like announcers
VIP, seven G's, quarter ounces
Pronounced dead on arrival, stressin' presses for our rivals
Holy ghost, burly Bible, hit from far like a rifle
Rifle rip, light the spliff, spirits lift
Grease lightnin' leave you stiff
Son, you smell me, catch a whiff

Take a long walk off the shore cliff
You wasn't with us off the rip
Eat a dick, know you sick
See us winnin', catch a flick
It last longer, take a pic

Staircases in the six
Three gun load the stick
Number one draft pick, linin' licks
Fiends line around the block for a fix

Shawty kick the kicks
Brought the Owens like I'm Rick

Golden crucifix, the aprรจs sells a mix
Holy water, spellbound the chicks
Suffolk County bound, town to town
Ask around, you get found in sticks
Or dumped in the ocean with a bag of bricks
Shit, early birds, we reserve
Reservations, gettin' served
Lincoln sway and Caddy swerve, shit, huh

From the boroughs to the 'burbs
Early birds get the worms
We gon' get what we deserve, shit, huh

Early birds, we reserve
Reservations, gettin' served
Lincoln sway and Caddy swerve, shit, huh

From the boroughs to the 'burbs
Early birds get the worms
We gon' get what we deserve, shit

What's up, Big Arm? I mean Big Worm
You sure that bullet? That's old son
See, see the plague
Snow Goose
It's principalities in this

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:00.58] First of all, don't be calling here like you some straight up G
[00:02.83] 'Cause I'll cut your balls off and hand 'em to you, partner
[00:06.49] Early birds get the worm, they gon' learn to be concerned
[00:09.65] Flow chronic dipped in serm, ice cream truck truckin' perms
[00:13.16] Big worm, burly baby hair, roll as tires burn
[00:16.31] Makin' turns, kids runnin', standin' firm
[00:18.98] Gun drummin', scummy comin', New York side blocks
[00:21.57] With some inside entrance, brought the gun and dab the bouncin'
[00:24.69] Paid to talk like announcers
[00:26.41] VIP, seven G's, quarter ounces
[00:28.90] Pronounced dead on arrival, stressin' presses for our rivals
[00:32.22] Holy ghost, burly Bible, hit from far like a rifle
[00:35.59] Rifle rip, light the spliff, spirits lift
[00:38.06] Grease lightnin' leave you stiff
[00:39.72] Son, you smell me, catch a whiff
[00:41.43] Take a long walk off the shore cliff
[00:43.75] You wasn't with us off the rip
[00:45.50] Eat a dick, know you sick
[00:47.21] See us winnin', catch a flick
[00:48.74] It last longer, take a pic
[00:50.50] Staircases in the six
[00:52.24] Three gun load the stick
[00:53.92] Number one draft pick, linin' licks
[00:56.37] Fiends line around the block for a fix
[00:58.91] Shawty kick the kicks
[01:00.13] Brought the Owens like I'm Rick
[01:01.72] Golden crucifix, the aprรจs sells a mix
[01:04.24] Holy water, spellbound the chicks
[01:06.41] Suffolk County bound, town to town
[01:08.44] Ask around, you get found in sticks
[01:10.68] Or dumped in the ocean with a bag of bricks
[01:13.81] Shit, early birds, we reserve
[01:16.39] Reservations, gettin' served
[01:18.08] Lincoln sway and Caddy swerve, shit, huh
[01:21.36] From the boroughs to the 'burbs
[01:23.04] Early birds get the worms
[01:24.69] We gon' get what we deserve, shit, huh
[01:28.04] Early birds, we reserve
[01:29.61] Reservations, gettin' served
[01:31.39] Lincoln sway and Caddy swerve, shit, huh
[01:34.65] From the boroughs to the 'burbs
[01:36.32] Early birds get the worms
[01:38.02] We gon' get what we deserve, shit
[01:43.64] What's up, Big Arm? I mean Big Worm
[01:46.28] You sure that bullet? That's old son
[01:49.54] See, see the plague
[01:51.28] Snow Goose
[01:53.64] It's principalities in this
[01:58.52]

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