BigKayBeezy – Middle Man Lyrics

Middle Man Lyrics By BigKayBeezy

I heard he made a couple plays out there in Michigan
But he ain’t really got no rank he a Middle Man
We got pure cocaine color Michelin
Tell a bro to fill up the tank on the mini van
I’ll slide back and throw up on that bitch like I don’t give a damn

N***** know why I show up with that uh ceiling fan
I’m off that block where we post up round with the killers
All our Glocks equipped with switches damn
Baby girl mind your business damn

I’m off too many xans cancelling to many plans
Thinking with my mini man, baby don’t sweat it
Drop the advance on buddy head he wasn’t ready
Hit my connect for them kilos call em spaghetti
Speaking cold will or kobe on the phone with my celly
Pour a pint of lean in my sprite I like to do shit

Baby if you spend the night can we do some new shit
When they hit the magic light Cuban color cool whip
What I spent the other night could’ve bought two whips
Bitch I’m getting money now the opposite can’t do shit
I threw a switch on every blick for em to run through shit bitch

100 in my amiri jeans I’m too lit oooh
100 on these blood diamonds all blue strips
He can hide or he can find his whole crew hit bitch
I tapped the switch when its time to shoot sh*t
Should’ve got sticky when this blicky hit them loose lips uhh

I heard he made a couple plays out there in Michigan
But he ain’t really got no rank he a Middle Man
We got pure cocaine color Michelin
Tell a bro to fill up the tank on the mini van

I’ll slide back and throw up on that bitch like I don’t give a damn
N***** know why I show up with that uh ceiling fan
I’m off that block where we post up round with the killers
All our glocks equipped with switches damn
Baby girl mind your business damn

I told her to leave the door unlocked I’m finna race in the vette
We do laps on n***** block like a pacer test
Shorty i’m a 20 figure n**** just ain’t made it yet
He a tommy Hilfiger n**** with his basic ass
He like jack and jill cause he a waste of bag
Once I hit that kill switch bitch he wont make it back

Don’t try to run off with that shit cause I will take it back
Told her there ain’t no running from this dick I will break your back
Let me take that back I’m tryna make you thick
Maybe we could make a match baby I could make you rich uhh
And that’s a fact but it’s a hit or miss
I don’t know how to act you know what the business is

I heard he made a couple plays out there in Michigan
But he ain’t really got no rank he a Middle Man
We got pure cocaine color Michelin
Tell a bro to fill up the tank on the mini van