BD .357 (Big Dick) Songtext
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BD .357 (Big Dick) Songtext
Your times long past due
Hidin all that you knew
Bout time I get over my dread
Wishing more that you were dead
Look who′s talkin
Tired of your shit
Finna send ya walkin
I'm over it
Start a fucking problem
And I′m the one you blame
Mind your fuckin business
Keep your mouth from my name
Tired of yo little lies
Tired of yo little cries
Tired of yo little lies
Tired of yo little cries
Tired of yo little lies
Tired of yo little cries
Tired of yo little lies
Tired of yo little cries
Talk shit outta habit
I won't have it
I won't have it
I can′t have it
You′re a liar
And a disgrace
Shut the fuck up
Get in your place
When we find you
You'll be in the dirt
Shit ain′t sweet
You're gonna burn
Don′t talk to me
I'm not your friend
Keep talkin that shit
It′s gonna be your fucking end
Gave you my trust
You ruin my name
Stab me in the back
You've got no shame
Start a fucking problem
And I'm the one you blame
Mind your fuckin business
Keep your mouth from my name
All up in your face
What the fuck you gonna do
Make some fuckin space
Cause I got nothing to lose
I′m tired of you
And you keep fucking talking
Actin hard
But you won′t do nothing
Walking around
Acting like you're tough
Running your mouth
Just shut the fuck up
Hidin all that you knew
Bout time I get over my dread
Wishing more that you were dead
Look who′s talkin
Tired of your shit
Finna send ya walkin
I'm over it
Start a fucking problem
And I′m the one you blame
Mind your fuckin business
Keep your mouth from my name
Tired of yo little lies
Tired of yo little cries
Tired of yo little lies
Tired of yo little cries
Tired of yo little lies
Tired of yo little cries
Tired of yo little lies
Tired of yo little cries
Talk shit outta habit
I won't have it
I won't have it
I can′t have it
You′re a liar
And a disgrace
Shut the fuck up
Get in your place
When we find you
You'll be in the dirt
Shit ain′t sweet
You're gonna burn
Don′t talk to me
I'm not your friend
Keep talkin that shit
It′s gonna be your fucking end
Gave you my trust
You ruin my name
Stab me in the back
You've got no shame
Start a fucking problem
And I'm the one you blame
Mind your fuckin business
Keep your mouth from my name
All up in your face
What the fuck you gonna do
Make some fuckin space
Cause I got nothing to lose
I′m tired of you
And you keep fucking talking
Actin hard
But you won′t do nothing
Walking around
Acting like you're tough
Running your mouth
Just shut the fuck up
Writer(s): Aiden Hock, Brady Cook, Cayden Sturgis, Joshua Sears, Steve Harrington Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
