BIG30 - Dyin' Expensive Lyrics

Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd
(KJ, let the beat knock)

Wake up early in the mornin'
Move a bowl 'fore I stretch (trappin')
Plus for a Lyft I'm at the sto'
Pull up with a check (make it happened)
Think about tryin' some on 30
Pull up with a vest (blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd-blrrrd)
Them hittas itchin' for a body
Drop a nigga, get blessed
Don't pull up with no handguns
Less you sendin' ya best
And you ain't joinin' Choppa Gang
Less you passin' that test (you not)
Holla at cheese for them P's
Pull up in the jets (come on)
It ain't no boys round here we playin' checkers not chess (ayy, ayy, come on)
I ain't playin' I ain't lyin', I ain't no capper rapper (at all)
Have them shootas at yo' neck just like a Adam's apple (have 'em all)
Speak on 30 you gonna die, I have them shootas after (you)
Racin' a C8 in a V8 tryna see which faster (cool)
I'm CEO of Choppa Gang, nigga, CGE (it's murder)
Nigga want a couple ounces gotta come see me (ayy, come on)
I'm Gucci down I spent a quarter know the swipes on me (let's go)
Can't get no shoes up off the action this how Nike ain't sweet (ayy, ayy)
Hit up Tadoe CPN for a Hellcat
Know I'm havin' shit my way, can't you tell that? (You know it, can't you tell?)
Tryna beg my lil' nigga to hold them shells back (blrrrd, blrrrd)
'Cause you can't get that time back
or you can't give that cell back (no)
Jumped off the porch and I was smokin' Pom Pom (smokin' dope)
It ain't no sucker 'round me we ain't no dumb-dumb
Take a nigga ass down for a lump sum
Survival of the fittest what they taught me where I come from (blrrrd, blrrrd, ayy, go)
High speed off the muscle when them folks hit the lights
Them fiends comin' back to back when them folks hit the pipe
Put it on yo' head, you can get yo' nose wiped
Ten on yo' shit in the mornin' you won't see the night (ayy, ayy, we gone)

Ayy, and I hope you know dyin' expensive (I hope you know)
Understood when I see you I'm firin' my pistol (I hope you know)
How you shoot a nigga you wasn't even firin' for Trigga? (Ain't even shoot for you're bro)
Go against the gang, just know you dyin' my nigga (I hope you know, ayy, on God)
And it ain't shit I'm worried about (blrrrd)
How you slidin', nigga, see what you swervin' about (blrrrd, blrrrd)
Glock .23 I up it, I'm splurgin' out (Glock)
Brains on the curb see what he worried about

Never snitched on no nigga
I'm too gangsta, bitch, look me up
Never ever see my chain tucked that's what that Glizzy for (never)
I'ma be the first Crip to put a C on a Bentley truck (on God)
I slide with none' but killas, boy
That's what that black Infiniti for
Goats on top of digital, niggas don't wanna beef with us
Hang with killas and gamblers, niggas ain't really street as us
Fuck the Glock, desert eagle tucked
Metal jackets gone eat 'em up
BIG30 deletin' stuff, actin' tough and we left 'em stuck (blrrrd)
I say BIG30 deletin' shit
Diss me on the 23rd, pussy ain't even see the 6th
Ran out of Wock', I'm sick, fuck it had to proceed to Tris
Same nigga hatin' on the gang couldn't even beat the shit
Constantly bringin' me up to ho, why you ain't hit the bitch?
Forgot I even hit the bitch
Fucked her when I wasn't havin' shit
Now I'm hittin' classy shit
Private jet with the baddest bitch (ayy, go)
And I only tote the latest in Draco's and automatic shit (ayy, ayy, let's go)

Ayy, and I hope you know dyin' expensive
Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd
Ayy, and I hope you know dyin' expensive
Understood when I see you, I'm firin' my pistol