We Live This

[Intro]Yeah!

It's ya boy

Black Magic

My niggas Young

Snead, let's go[Verse 1]

Ay man I walk like a soldier, talk like a soldier

Since I moved to the

South, my slang got colder

Walk got pimper, cane with the limper

Treat my mother****er right, always lobster and shrimp her

Flatbush Ave

I'm the number one contender

Simpson Road fa************on, poppin wheelies on the

NinjaWhip game hot, flow cold like the winter

Ball hard if niggas got blocks like a center

Time for me to switch it up, bigger car bigger truck

Got the new house and that too was big as ****

And this a must that you see me blow

Lil' niggas hold the weight like my

CEO, now it's back to the business, we eat sleep and **** this

Take this, shoot him and any nigga witness

Always on some pimp shit, never on some simp shit

At Big Cat

Records niggas everyday is

Chris******as[Chorus]

We eat, we sleep, we **** this

Big whips, big chips, we live this

Smoke kush, pop

Cris, nigga **** this

Us young niggas out there handle our business

We eat, we sleep, we **** this

Big whips, big chips, we live this

Smoke kush, pop

Cris, nigga **** this

And send them goons if them goons on our shitlist[repeat 2X

Guess what

I heard? Gucci

Mane backGuess what

I heard? Man he reppin

Big CatGuess what

I heard? Young

Snead on some other shit

Tell them niggas niggas they can miss us with that sucker shit

I'm addicted to the trap, down with

Big Catand you know he got a strap, why you wanna try me?

And you know

I gotta scrap, you a country boyso you know

I gotta trap (AYYYY!)

Cop the fruity watch just to hurt the haters' faces

Big Cat chain with the

Big Cat bracelet

Big Cat bracelet with the

Big Cat bracelet

Countin twenty mill' in the

Big Cat ba************t

I heard, I heard, word on the street

Gucci fell down now he back on his feet

Anti-social, he don't really socialize

What'cha call that?

I call it street certified~!

A hundred thou' sold no lie

So call the fire truck, cause

Gucci on fire

And he pulled up in a 'rrari

And if he hurt your feelings when he did then he sorry![Chorus - repeat 2X][Verse 3]

I'm a certified pimp shawty, never seen me cake a hoe

Bad bitch one night, next day another hoe

A young'un with a bankroll, listen what

I date 'em fo'?

Benefits and everythang that

I can go and break 'em fo'

We eat, we sleep, we **** this

Smoke kush, pop

Cris, real pimp shit

Big chains, big whips on 6's

I got money on my mind so nigga **** this

I'm in the

Coupe with the top back,

Lamborghini do's on it

Had to do it

B-I-G, so

I throwed the 4's on it

Tote a fo'-fo' so the kid scream '

**** a hater!

All black, long part, somethin like

The Terminator

Call me the exterminator, sprayin like the

Orkin manYou don't want no part of that we deeper than a marching band

We trap, we slang, we hustlers

And stay away from you mother****ing busters

Guess what

I heard? Gucci

Mane backGuess what

I heard? Man he reppin

Big CatGuess what

I heard? Young

Snead on some other shit

Tell them mother****ing niggaz they can miss us with that sucker shit