Lyrics
the object of life is to get that money//
fiend for cheese everyday cause the cliques hungry//
But my clique got it//
We push whips with big chips in pockets//
A four fifth with tips nigga and big objects//
We make dough off of big projects//
A big living//
Nigga trust me when we say it’s big business//
we mean business//
My nigs take shit from no one//
Come at us the wrong way, we turn samuri like shoguns//
U wanna battle, niggaz just show guns//
Buss a pound in ya head leavin u open//
been there and done that, yall niggaz still hopin//
We got big butter and big cake//
Big k’s leavin niggaz in a big brace//
We mean that nigga this is our big break//
Infamous t, FredroV, Fund, and phillie//
Common kids, who u know who is as gutter as us?//
RC’s top dawgs, nigga who want it with us??//