Big Foot

作曲 : Onika Maraj/Joshua Goods/Denzel Butler

(Been trill, been doin' it, been at it)

Your flow is such a bore

Drinkin' a bottle of Henny through a straw

Bitch, you better stop that dialogue (28 shit)

'Fore I hit Carl and buy your catalog

(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)

Sigh

How you **** your mother man when she die?

How you go on Gayle King and can't cry?

Chile, bye

Big Foot, but you still a small fry

Swearin' on your dead mother when you lie (Ayo)

This lil' beggin' whore talkin' 'bout Megan's Law

For a free beat, you could hit Megan raw (Ooh)

If you a ghostwriter, party in Megan jaw (Ooh)

Shots thrown, but I still ain't let Megan score (Tell 'em)

Bad bitch, she like six foot (Ooh), I call her Big Foot (Brr)

The bitch fell off, I said, \"Get up on your good foot\"

Uh, still ain't topped \"Red Ruby\" (No, no, mhm)

Tryna steal the sauce, I said, \"Get up out my cookbook\" (Brr)

But really, I'm a sweetie pie

P-R-T-T-Y, but I'm P-E-T-T-Y (Brr)

Um, why did you lie about your lipo?

****in' your best friend man is crazy, you the type, though

You was lyin' to the queen, then you went lyin' to the King, Gayle

The thirty-year-old tea so stale

Kylie kicked you out and made you stumble to the car

Barbz, I need a good alcohol bar

Roman, wait, that was the bar

Like a body builder, I keep raisin' the bar

**** you get shot with no scar? (Brr)

This little piggy toxic, somebody adopt it

Mm, mm-mm, mm-mm

Shit'll get dark like chocolate

I'm 'bout to get up in your ass, bitch, clench (Woo)

Mm, yeah, sorta like French

They got you all them Grammys, but your flow's still a no

What a fiasco, Lupe

Future made you pay (Haha)

She wanna party with DaBaby while rubbin' on Tory toupée

I guess she needed money bags for them Trey Songz

She G-Eazy, Carl made her crawl for it

Yo, why the **** they poke the monster?

****in' with Nicki this year, ho, I'm comin' like a pornstar

She just mad that no nigga ever loved her

No nigga gon' stand ten toes behind her

Is it my fault I got good vagin-er?

Why the **** is you humpin' on a minor?

'Cause she was lyin' on your dead mama (Ooh), on-on your dead mama (Ah-ah-ah-ah)

Lyin' on your dead mama, on-on your dead mama

Lyin' on your dead mama, lyin' on your dead mama

Lyin' on your, lyin', lyin', lyin' on your dead mama (Brr, ooh)

[00:00.196] 作曲 : Onika Maraj/Joshua Goods/Denzel Butler

[00:00.393](Been trill, been doin' it, been at it)

[00:03.094]Your flow is such a bore

[00:05.201]Drinkin' a bottle of Henny through a straw

[00:07.387]Bitch, you better stop that dialogue (28 shit)

[00:09.973]'Fore I hit Carl and buy your catalog

[00:12.609](Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)

[00:15.664]Sigh

[00:16.870]How you **** your mother man when she die?

[00:18.809]How you go on Gayle King and can't cry?

[00:21.540]Chile, bye

[00:24.317]Big Foot, but you still a small fry

[00:26.579]Swearin' on your dead mother when you lie (Ayo)

[00:29.461]

[00:29.708]This lil' beggin' whore talkin' 'bout Megan's Law

[00:32.366]For a free beat, you could hit Megan raw (Ooh)

[00:34.635]If you a ghostwriter, party in Megan jaw (Ooh)

[00:37.097]Shots thrown, but I still ain't let Megan score (Tell 'em)

[00:39.575]Bad bitch, she like six foot (Ooh), I call her Big Foot (Brr)

[00:41.804]The bitch fell off, I said, \"Get up on your good foot\"

[00:44.337]Uh, still ain't topped \"Red Ruby\" (No, no, mhm)

[00:47.133]Tryna steal the sauce, I said, \"Get up out my cookbook\" (Brr)

[00:49.757]But really, I'm a sweetie pie

[00:51.770]P-R-T-T-Y, but I'm P-E-T-T-Y (Brr)

[00:54.144]Um, why did you lie about your lipo?

[00:55.967]****in' your best friend man is crazy, you the type, though

[00:58.900]You was lyin' to the queen, then you went lyin' to the King, Gayle

[01:03.262]The thirty-year-old tea so stale

[01:06.176]Kylie kicked you out and made you stumble to the car

[01:09.344]Barbz, I need a good alcohol bar

[01:11.190]Roman, wait, that was the bar

[01:13.885]Like a body builder, I keep raisin' the bar

[01:16.342]**** you get shot with no scar? (Brr)

[01:18.421]This little piggy toxic, somebody adopt it

[01:21.647]Mm, mm-mm, mm-mm

[01:23.716]Shit'll get dark like chocolate

[01:26.699]I'm 'bout to get up in your ass, bitch, clench (Woo)

[01:29.409]Mm, yeah, sorta like French

[01:31.255]They got you all them Grammys, but your flow's still a no

[01:34.611]What a fiasco, Lupe

[01:36.059]Future made you pay (Haha)

[01:38.018]She wanna party with DaBaby while rubbin' on Tory toupée

[01:40.874]I guess she needed money bags for them Trey Songz

[01:43.651]She G-Eazy, Carl made her crawl for it

[01:46.148]Yo, why the **** they poke the monster?

[01:47.949]****in' with Nicki this year, ho, I'm comin' like a pornstar

[01:50.835]She just mad that no nigga ever loved her

[01:53.258]No nigga gon' stand ten toes behind her

[01:55.644]Is it my fault I got good vagin-er?

[01:58.117]Why the **** is you humpin' on a minor?

[02:00.471]'Cause she was lyin' on your dead mama (Ooh), on-on your dead mama (Ah-ah-ah-ah)

[02:03.655]Lyin' on your dead mama, on-on your dead mama

[02:05.775]Lyin' on your dead mama, lyin' on your dead mama

[02:08.554]Lyin' on your, lyin', lyin', lyin' on your dead mama (Brr, ooh)