[BigXthaPlug:]
(Damn, Ricky, this another one)
Ayy, huh
I got a bag on a lot of these rap niggas, huh
Bet he ain’t even know it
He say that he strapped, but I bet he won’t show it
He claim that he gangsta, I bet he won’t blow it
These diamonds, they water, they wet like the ocean
Four in a Fanta, they callin’ it potion
These niggas sweet, they gay, Frank Ocean
I threw him some shots ’cause I seen he was open
He run in my spot, he gon’ die, what’s the motive?
He seen me with bags, he ain’t know I was holdin’
I hang with some crips that be stiff at the shoulders
Them bloods that be with me, they itchin’ to blow it
They call me the plug ’cause I been movin’ bowls
I’m the first nigga quick to pull sticks at a show
Tell T wait, tell ’em shop, we got gas for the low
Nigga try me, I swear I’ma lose all control
I’ma up this big bitch and lean back, let it blow
I’m as big as they come but I’m stiff than a ho
If I fall off today, then it’s back to the store
Can’t hit licks where you stay so I’m back in the Grove
I stopped breakin’ down bricks ’cause I start movin’ bowls
I stopped sellin’ that shit ’cause I start rockin’ shows
It’s fifteen in the sprinter with twenty-three poles
No Jordan, but that’s how this shooter fit goes
I really know niggas get cake off a ho
Told ’em get it in blood, but he didn’t, he a ho
He must think that I’m Tinder, he slidin’ through a ho
Shoulda went to that mall I was strapped with my pole
I got one in the head, bitch, I’m ready to go
Full of that gas bitch, I’m ready to smoke
Dumped a whole clip, ain’t no point to reload
I still bet a dub, I’m the ten or a four, ayy
[Rosama:]
Rosama been steppin’
Ten seven hoover, you know I been reppin’
Stones on my wrist like I fuck with Rosetta
Diamond in rough, I’m a coal under pressure
Pilate my gun, nigga know I’ma stretch ’em
Recievin’ these bullets whenever I catch ’em
I run with a tech, out there gettin’ a message
How this yo’ crib, nigga? Go ask the devil
Racks on me like I went and played tennis
Pop up at the door like a Jehovah witness
.45 on me like a nigga benchin’
Dot on yo’ head like the end of a sentence
Put racks on yo’ head then I’m makin’ a call
Warzone guns, send ’em to the gulag
The fly on the rock then the wire to my dawgs
One K for the teeth and a nigga still floss
2018 was down fuckin’ with the taliban
2019, I was stiff as a mannequin
2020, I was filing my taxes
2021, started bringin’ them bags in, ayy
Niggas told me to go forward with this
Flow ‘cross the paint, and I’m hard as shit
Strap while I shot ’til my target hit
Hook in my cup, my drink marvelous
I walk on my ghost ’cause it’s dark on my feet
Feelin’ myself like I lost my keys
Money tall as a F now they fuck with a G
I’m not what a bitch want ’cause I’m what a bitch need
I walk on my ghost ’cause it’s dark on my feet
Feelin’ myself like I lost my keys
Money tall as a F now they fuck with a G
I’m not what a bitch want ’cause I’m what a bitch need (I do it)
Breaking Down “Rap Niggas” by BigXthaPlug
“Rap Niggas” is an unapologetic anthem that captures the raw, streetwise edge of BigXthaPlug’s artistry. The song paints a vivid narrative of authenticity, loyalty, and the harsh realities of life in the streets. The lyrics are laced with bravado and a sense of resilience, as BigXthaPlug asserts his dominance in the rap game while calling out inauthenticity among peers. He draws strong lines between real and fake, referencing gang ties, street codes, and the hustle for survival. Rosama’s verse amplifies the grit, highlighting personal growth, battles, and a commitment to staying true to oneself despite adversity.
Song Credits
- Artist: BigXthaPlug (featuring Rosama)
- Release Year: 2024