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Dyin' Expensive Lyrics BIG30

Dyin’ Expensive Song Lyrics

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Dyin' Expensive Lyrics BIG30
Dyin’ Expensive Lyrics BIG30

Song:– Dyin’ Expensive

Singer:– BIG30

Album:– King Of Killbranch

Producer:– DJ KJ (Producer)

Written:– BIG30 & Lil Durk

Dyin’ Expensive Lyrics BIG30

[Intro]
Blrrrd (Blrrrd, blrrrd)
Blrrrd, blrrrd (Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd)
(KJ, let the beat knock)

[Verse]
Wake up early in the morning, move a bowl ‘fore I stretch (Try me)
Plus for a lift, I’m at the store, pull up with a check (Make it happen)
Think about tryin’ some on 30, pull up with a vest (Blrrrd)
Them hitters itchin’ for a body, drop a nigga, get blessed (Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd)
Don’t pull up with no handgun ‘less you sendin’ ya best (You not)
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 ‘jects (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 thеm shooters at your neck just like a Adam’s applе (Have ’em all)
If we goin’ 30, you gonna die, have them shootas after (You)
Racin’ a C8 in a V8, tryna see which faster (Ayy, I’m in a coupe)
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 time Nike ain’t sweet (It’s dope)
Hit up Tadoe CPN for a Hellcat (Mmm)
Know I’m havin’ shit my way, can’t you tell that? (I know that you can tell)
Tryna beg my lil’ nigga hold them shells back (Blrrrd, blrrrd)
‘Cause you can’t get that time back, or you can’t get 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 dum-dum (Naw, naw, nope)
Take a nigga ass down for a lump sum (Ayy, let’s go)
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 (Let’s go)
Them fiends coming back-to-back when them folks hit the pipe (No)
Put it on your head, you can get your nose wiped
Ten on your shit in the morning, you won’t see the night (Ayy, ayy, he 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? (Ayy, you ain’t even shoot for your bro)
Go against the gang, just know you dyin’, my nigga (Ayy, 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, blrrrd)
Glock 23, I up it, I’m splurgin’ now (Glock)
Brains on the curb, see what he worried about
Never snitched on no nigga, I’m too gangsta, bitch, look me up (Nope)
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 (God)
I slide with nothing but killers, boy, that’s what that black Infiniti for (Ayy)
Goats, on top of digital, niggas don’t wanna beef with us
Hang with killers and gamblers, niggas ain’t really street as us (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Fuck the Glock, Desert Eagle tucked, metal jackets gone eat ’em up (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
BIG30 deletin’ stuff, actin’ tough and we left ’em stuck, blrrrd (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
I say BIG30 deletin’ shit (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 for Tris (Proceed with 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? (Why the ho?)
Forgot I even hit the bitch, fucked her when I wasn’t havin’ shit
Now I’m havin’ classy shit, private jet with the baddest bitch (Ayy, let’s go)
And I only tote the latest gen Dracos and automatic shit (Ayy, let’s go)

[Outro]
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

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