Letter to Flippa

[Intro]
Uh (Thermo with that heat, ayy)

[Chorus]
Uh, Big Flippa, uh (Big Flippa)
Big Flippa, I'm fucked up, I miss you, uh (I miss you)
Hell nah, I don't need me no tissue (Need me no tissue)
I'm stuck in the streets tryna handle the issue, uh (Handle the issue)
I keep a— on the back of my pistol (My pistol)
That's an automatic pistol (Pistol)
These niggas cappin', they really wasn't with you (Uh)
Don't trust these niggas, your killer might be standin' next to you when you take pictures
Big Flippa, uh (Big Flippa)
Big Flippa, I'm fucked up, I miss you, uh (I miss you)
Hell nah, I don't need me no tissue (Need me no tissue)
I'm stuck in the streets tryna handle the issue, uh (Handle the issue)
I keep a— on the back of my pistol (My pistol)
That's an automatic pistol (Pistol)
Thеse niggas cappin', they really wasn't with you (Uh)
Don't trust thеse niggas, your killer might be standin' next to you when you take pictures

[Verse]
Uh, uh, I fullied my chopper and I fullied my pistol (Fullied my pistol)
Run up on Unccc, crop your ass out the picture (Get him outta there)
I been on this shit before I got up with you (No cap)
I put this shit on like I'm Dolph every time that I take me a picture (I put this shit on)
Uh, uh, I'm a young rich dripper (I put this shit on)
Uh, I'm a young rich villain, kill your ass out a Fisker (Brrt)
Hit your ass with this fully and tear up your tissue (Brrt)
Uh, uh, bitch, I'm Bigg Unccc, I'm the hardest (Hardest)
And I'm so heartless (Heartless), I'm not your average artist (No cap)
I was gon' get rich this year irregardless (Shit irregardless)
I was just fucked up and starvin', uh (No cap)
But you had reached out and you came and saved a nigga
Uh, you told me to rap and you told me be patient, nigga
Uh, but I was tryna turn these niggas to patients, nigga
But you ain't wanna listen, now my heart is vacant, nigga (No cap)
Me and Lil E was just stuck in the vacant, nigga (Uh)
Servin' that shit, but nah, I'm not a waiter, nigga (Uh, uh)
I got good aim, my gun don't got a laser, nigga (Uh-uh)
I was just smokin' his mans, tryna hop out and face a nigga (Uh, uh, uh)
They ain't even tryna slide (Uh-uh)
You ain't shot shit, nigga, shut up, be quiet (Shut up, be quiet)
I seen so much shit, I sit back and get high (Uh, get high)
So much on my mind, you can see in my eyes (Uh, uh)
Paper Route Gang, yeah, it's time to get [?][1:22] (Paper Route Gang)
Guns, money, dope, that's what influenced me (Nigga, that's what influenced me)
This rap shit ain't nothin', this shit is not new to me (This shit is not new to me)
Uh, go get out and slide, give a nigga a eulogy
Uh, yup, yup, make a nigga a t-shirt (A t-shirt)
Uh, took off on the plug, nigga, now I got free work (Trap, free work)
I handle that 5.56 like an expert (Uh, an expert)
Give me a couple months, then check my net worth
Uh, I burn the ho head and I make that ho neck hurt (Her head hurt)
Uh, I crack a smile and I make your ho hit first
Uh, I jumped off the porch, left the industry headfirst (Headfirst)
Uh, while you in the house watchin' Cartoon Network (Yeah, let's go)
Uh, bitch, I'm Bigg Uncc, I'm the PRE draft pick (Number one draft pick)
Yeah, the PRE draft pick (Number one draft pick)
I'm the one shootin' shit like I'm a draft pick, yup, an NBA draft pick (Uh, uh, let's go)
Pull up, send shots, and I leave your ass nasty (This shit'll get nasty)
Slam on your motherfuckin' basket, uh (Leave you dizzy, your head)
I pop me a Perc' and I pop me an Addy
Uh, pop another Perc', now I feel drastic, yup (Too high, let's go)
Young rich villain, I'm livin' my life like Young Dolph (Big Flippa)
I got my 5.56, finna hop in this straight and get lost (Uh, I'm gone)
I'm mixin' Gucci with J's, they say I'm throwed off

[Chorus]
Uh, Big Flippa, uh (Big Flippa)
Big Flippa, I'm fucked up, I miss you, uh (I miss you)
Hell nah, I don't need me no tissue (Need me no tissue)
I'm stuck in the streets tryna handle the issue, uh (Handle the issue)
I keep a— on the back of my pistol (My pistol)
That's an automatic pistol (Pistol)
These niggas cappin', they really wasn't with you (Uh, wasn't with you)
Don't trust these niggas, your killer might be standin' next to you when you take pictures
Big Flippa, uh (Big Flippa)
Big Flippa, I'm fucked up, I miss you, uh (I miss you)
Hell nah, I don't need me no tissue (Need me no tissue)
I'm stuck in the streets tryna handle the issue, uh (Handle the issue)
I keep a— on the back of my pistol (My pistol)
That's an automatic pistol (Pistol)
These niggas cappin', they really wasn't with you (Uh, wasn't with you)
Don't trust these niggas, your killer might be standin' next to you when you take pictures

[Outro]
Uh, your killer might be standin' next to you, nigga, when you take your picture (Uh, uh, uh, yup)
Your killer might be standin' next to you, nigga, when you take your picture (No cap)
Long live Big Flippa
Paper Route Empire
Bigg Unccc the hardest (Trust nobody 'cause I'm coldhearted, my young nigga Bigg Unccc, bitch, he the hardest)
Trust nobody 'cause I'm coldhearted, my young nigga Bigg Unccc, bitch, he the hardest