BMT
Fredo Lyrics


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Yo, BMT, I'm on a big man ting
I ain't going into clubs without my big hand ting
Got eleven on my finger, that's a big man ring
Yeah I got a big bag, no bin man ting
See me jumping in the Porsches with them big back tings
All I really know for sure is I won't kiss that ting
Big man ting, my niggas tryna bring straps in
See them in some big jackets on some Big Shaq ting

BMT, my Roley that's a prezzie, not a GMT
I'm rolling with my black youngsters, they're not CMG
I'm at the block or at the top that's where you're seeing me
My nigga Stro, serving 3 on 3's out that GLE
My mummy told me that they're playing me on the BBC
My youngens always doing shootings on a wheelie spree
So all they really got is dirt bikes like DBE
My teacher was a bitch, she never did believe in me
But now she's looking lost, 'cause her whole year's wages, that's my booking cost
Man, it feels like it's been ages since I cooked a block
But that's 'cause I let young niggas jugg it off, we're seeing them
Turned eighteen, I went to adult jail, I'm seeing men
Going in a cell for a one on one and there's three of them
Still I got it cracking, I'm never feeling wet
Got a brick off my akhi Khaled, nigga, we the best

Yo, BMT, I'm on a big man ting
I ain't going into clubs without my big hand ting
Got eleven on my finger that's a big man ring
Yeah, I got a big bag, no bin man ting
See me jumping in the Porsches with them big back tings
All I really know for sure is I won't kiss that ting
Big man ting, my niggas tryna bring straps in
See them in some big jackets on some Big Shaq ting

Yo big man ting, I'm on some big man stuff
You ain't never bought no bricks 'cause that's some big man grub
I'm in the G-Wagon, vanishing, big man trap
All my niggas are attracting is them big back sluts
Yo I'm jiggy-jiggy wid it, I'm busy-busy wid it
My nigga he gets lizzy wid it, now we're on a prison visit
Bumbaclart, man has some pretty girls scratching up my foreign car
Yo that's a problem, dawg
But yo, big man ting
All I'm hearing these days is, "can you bring man in?"
I was trapping all night and you weren't with that ting
You was outside raving on some wingman ting
Little silly pricks, and I got pretty chicks tryna send me images
Tryna make me finish with the missus
But I ain't gonna finish with the missus, she's the realest
Just come and buss it open once you're finished with the dishes

Yo, BMT, I'm on a big man ting
I ain't going into clubs without my big hand ting
Got eleven on my finger, that's a big man ring
Yeah, I got a big bag, no bin man ting
See me jumping in the Porsches with them big back tings
All I really know for sure is I won't kiss that ting




Big man ting, my niggas tryna bring straps in
See them in some big jackets on some Big Shaq ting

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Fredo's song BMT are centered around the theme of being a big man and asserting authority in various situations. In the first verse, Fredo talks about the material possessions he has acquired through his success, such as a big bag and a big ring. He also references his reluctance to pursue romantic relationships with women he considers beneath him, stating that he won't "kiss that ting." Throughout the song, he boasts about his wealth, flaunts his expensive cars, and talks about his connections with dangerous individuals. Fredo also addresses his criminal past, mentioning his time spent in jail and the illegal activities that still go on around him.


Overall, BMT showcases Fredo's confidence in his status and power, both financially and socially. He presents himself as a commanding figure, unafraid to flex his muscles and intimidate those around him. The song is an example of modern-day gangster rap, with lyrics that glorify criminal behavior and demonstrate a disregard for authority.


Line by Line Meaning

Yo, BMT, I'm on a big man ting
I am on a mission to be a big man and make things happen.


I ain't going into clubs without my big hand ting
I need to be prepared to protect myself and stay safe.


Got eleven on my finger, that's a big man ring
I have achieved success and status, and I wear my accomplishments proudly.


Yeah I got a big bag, no bin man ting
I am financially successful and living large, not living like a garbage collector.


See me jumping in the Porsches with them big back tings
I am riding in fancy cars with beautiful women.


All I really know for sure is I won't kiss that ting
I won't waste my time or energy on someone who doesn't deserve it.


Big man ting, my niggas tryna bring straps in
My friends are trying to get armed and be ready for anything.


See them in some big jackets on some Big Shaq ting
They are wearing bulky jackets like Big Shaq, ready to go to war.


BMT, my Roley that's a prezzie, not a GMT
My Rolex watch is a gift, not just a standard model.


I'm rolling with my black youngsters, they're not CMG
I am hanging out with young, black people who are not associated with the CMG (Certified Money Getters) street gang.


I'm at the block or at the top that's where you're seeing me
You will find me on the street or at the top of the game, in a position of power.


My nigga Stro, serving 3 on 3's out that GLE
My friend Stro is dealing drugs out of a Mercedes-Benz GLE.


My mummy told me that they're playing me on the BBC
My mother said that my music is being played on the BBC radio network.


My youngens always doing shootings on a wheelie spree
My young friends are constantly shooting people while riding on dirt bikes.


So all they really got is dirt bikes like DBE
The only thing they have going for them is their dirt bikes, like the rap group DBE (D-Block Europe).


My teacher was a bitch, she never did believe in me
My teacher didn't have faith in me or my abilities.


But now she's looking lost, 'cause her whole year's wages, that's my booking cost
Now that I am successful, my booking fee for performances is more than what my teacher makes in a year.


Man, it feels like it's been ages since I cooked a block
It's been a long time since I have been in the streets hustling and selling drugs.


But that's 'cause I let young niggas jugg it off, we're seeing them
I have delegated the drug dealing to younger guys while I focus on bigger things.


Turned eighteen, I went to adult jail, I'm seeing men
I went to jail as an adult at the age of 18 and had to deal with other grown men.


Going in a cell for a one on one and there's three of them
Being locked up in a cell with three other inmates, facing a fight one-on-one.


Still I got it cracking, I'm never feeling wet
I am still dangerous and making things happen, even in difficult situations.


Got a brick off my akhi Khaled, nigga, we the best
My friend Khaled gave me a kilogram of drugs, making us the best in the game.


Yo big man ting, I'm on some big man stuff
I am doing things that only big men can do, and I am proud of it.


You ain't never bought no bricks 'cause that's some big man grub
You have never sold drugs because that is something only confident, powerful men do.


I'm in the G-Wagon, vanishing, big man trap
I am driving a Mercedes-Benz G-Wagon, evading the police and continuing to sell drugs as a big man in the game.


All my niggas are attracting is them big back sluts
All of my friends are attracting women with big, attractive behinds.


Yo I'm jiggy-jiggy wid it, I'm busy-busy wid it
I am living my life with style, always busy making moves.


My nigga he gets lizzy wid it, now we're on a prison visit
My friend is living a fast-paced life and we are visiting him in prison as a result.


Bumbaclart, man has some pretty girls scratching up my foreign car
People are damaging my expensive car with their jewelry and nails.


Yo that's a problem, dawg
This is a serious issue for me.


But yo, big man ting
But let's get back to talking about being a big man in the game.


All I'm hearing these days is, "can you bring man in?"
People are constantly asking me to bring them into the game or give them drugs.


I was trapping all night and you weren't with that ting
I was selling drugs all night and you were not a part of it.


You was outside raving on some wingman ting
You were out partying and trying to be a wingman for your friends.


Little silly pricks, and I got pretty chicks tryna send me images
These immature guys are sending me inappropriate pictures, while attractive women are also trying to get my attention.


Tryna make me finish with the missis
They are trying to break up my relationship with my girlfriend.


But I ain't gonna finish with the missis, she's the realest
I am loyal to my girlfriend because she is the most genuine and true person in my life.


Just come and buss it open once you're finished with the dishes
If these women really want to be with me, they can come see me after they finish their chores at home.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Marvin William Bailey, Nazam Mohammed

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sharif niazai

[Chorus]
Yo, BMT - I'm on a big man ting
I ain't going into clubs without my big hand ting
Got eleven on my finger that's a big man ring
Yeah I got a big bag, no bin man ting
See me jumping in the Porsches with them big back tings
All I really know for sure is I won't kiss that ting
Big man ting, my niggas tryna bring straps in
See them in some big jackets on some Big Shaq ting

[Verse 1]
BMT, my Rollie that's a prezzie, not a GMT
I'm rolling with my black youngsters they're not CMG
I'm at the block or at the top that's where you're seeing me
My nigga Stro, serving 3 on 3's out that GLE
My mummy told me that they're playing me on the BBC
My youngens always doing shootings on a wheelie spree
So all they really got is dirt bikes like DBE
My teacher was a bitch, she never did believe in me
But now she's looking lost, 'cause her whole year's wages; that's my booking cost
Man it feels like it's been ages since I cooked a block
But that's 'cause I let young niggas jugg it off, we're seeing them
Turning 18 I went to adult jail, I'm seeing men
Going in a cell for a 1 on 1 and there's 3 of them
Still I got it cracking, I'm never feeling wet
Got a brick off my akhi Khaled, nigga we the best
[Chorus]
Yo, BMT - I'm on a big man ting
I ain't going into clubs without my big hand ting
Got eleven on my finger that's a big man ring
Yeah I got a big bag, no bin man ting
See me jumping in the Porsches with them big back tings
All I really know for sure is I won't kiss that ting
Big man ting, my niggas tryna bring straps in
See them in some big jackets on some Big Shaq ting

[Verse 2]
Yo big man ting, I'm on some big man stuff
You ain't never bought no bricks 'cause that's some big man grub
I'm in the G-Wagon, vanishing, big man trap
All my niggas are attracting is them big back sluts
Yo I'm jiggy jiggy wid it, I'm busy busy wid it
My nigga he gets lizzy wid it, now we're on a prison visit
Bumbaclart, man has some pretty girls scratching up my foreign car
Yo that's a problem darg
But yo, big man ting
All I'm hearing these days is can you bring man in
I was trapping all night and you weren't with that ting
You was outside raving on some wingman ting
Little silly pricks, and I got pretty chicks tryna send me images
Tryna make me finish with the missus
But I ain't gonna finish with the missus she's the realest
Just come and buss it open once you're finished with the dishes

[Chorus]
Yo, BMT - I'm on a big man ting
I ain't going into clubs without my big hand ting
Got eleven on my finger that's a big man ring
Yeah I got a big bag, no bin man ting
See me jumping in the Porsches with them big back tings
All I really know for sure is I won't kiss that ting
Big man ting, my niggas tryna bring straps in
See them in some big jackets on some Big Shaq ting



Aliya 8989

Yo, BMT - I'm on a big man ting
I ain't going into clubs without my big hand ting
Got eleven on my finger that's a big man ring
Yeah I got a big bag, no bin man ting
See me jumping in the Porsches with them big back tings
All I really know for sure is I won't kiss that ting
Big man ting, my niggas tryna bring straps in
See them in some big jackets on some Big Shaq ting

[Verse 1]
BMT, my Roley that's a prezzie, not a GMT
I'm rolling with my black youngsters they're not CMG
I'm at the block or at the top that's where you're seeing me
My nigga Stro, serving 3 on 3's out that GLE
My mummy told me that they're playing me on the BBC
My youngens always doing shootings on a wheelie spree
So all they really got is dirt bikes like DBE
My teacher was a bitch, she never did believe in me
But now she's looking lost, 'cause her whole year's wages; that's my booking cost
Man it feels like it's been ages since I cooked a block
But that's 'cause I let young niggas jugg it off, we're seeing them
Turning 18 I went to adult jail, I'm seeing men
Going in a cell for a 1 on 1 and there's 3 of them
Still I got it cracking, I'm never feeling wet
Got a brick off my akhi Khaled, nigga we the best

[Chorus]
Yo, BMT - I'm on a big man ting
I ain't going into clubs without my big hand ting
Got eleven on my finger that's a big man ring
Yeah I got a big bag, no bin man ting
See me jumping in the Porsches with them big back tings
All I really know for sure is I won't kiss that ting
Big man ting, my niggas tryna bring straps in
See them in some big jackets on some Big Shaq ting

[Verse 2]
Yo big man ting, I'm on some big man stuff
You ain't never bought no bricks 'cause that's some big man grub
I'm in the G-Wagon, vanishing, big man trap
All my niggas are attracting is them big back sluts
Yo I'm jiggy-jiggy wid it, I'm busy-busy wid it
My nigga he gets lizzy wid it, now we're on a prison visit
Bumbaclart, man has some pretty girls scratching up my foreign car
Yo that's a problem darg
But yo, big man ting
All I'm hearing these days is can you bring man in
I was trapping all night and you weren't with that ting
You was outside raving on some wingman ting
Little silly pricks, and I got pretty chicks tryna send me images
Tryna make me finish with the missus
But I ain't gonna finish with the missus she's the realest
Just come and buss it open once you're finished with the dishes



Yalol Kamara

Yo, BMT - I'm on a big man ting
I ain't going into clubs without my big hand ting
Got eleven on my finger that's a big man ring
Yeah I got a big bag, no bin man ting
See me jumping in the Porsches with them big back tings
All I really know for sure is I won't kiss that ting
Big man ting, my niggas tryna bring straps in
See them in some big jackets on some Big Shaq ting

[Verse 1]
BMT, my Roley that's a prezzie, not a GMT
I'm rolling with my black youngsters they're not CMG
I'm at the block or at the top that's where you're seeing me
My nigga Stro, serving 3 on 3's out that GLE
My mummy told me that they're playing me on the BBC
My youngens always doing shootings on a wheelie spree
So all they really got is dirt bikes like DBE
My teacher was a bitch, she never did believe in me
But now she's looking lost, 'cause her whole year's wages; that's my booking cost
Man it feels like it's been ages since I cooked a block
But that's 'cause I let young niggas jugg it off, we're seeing them
Turning 18 I went to adult jail, I'm seeing men
Going in a cell for a 1 on 1 and there's 3 of them
Still I got it cracking, I'm never feeling wet
Got a brick off my akhi Khaled, nigga we the best

[Chorus]
Yo, BMT - I'm on a big man ting
I ain't going into clubs without my big hand ting
Got eleven on my finger that's a big man ring
Yeah I got a big bag, no bin man ting
See me jumping in the Porsches with them big back tings
All I really know for sure is I won't kiss that ting
Big man ting, my niggas tryna bring straps in
See them in some big jackets on some Big Shaq ting

[Verse 2]
Yo big man ting, I'm on some big man stuff
You ain't never bought no bricks 'cause that's some big man grub
I'm in the G-Wagon, vanishing, big man trap
All my niggas are attracting is them big back sluts
Yo I'm jiggy-jiggy wid it, I'm busy-busy wid it
My nigga he gets lizzy wid it, now we're on a prison visit
Bumbaclart, man has some pretty girls scratching up my foreign car
Yo that's a problem darg
But yo, big man ting
All I'm hearing these days is can you bring man in
I was trapping all night and you weren't with that ting
You was outside raving on some wingman ting
Little silly pricks, and I got pretty chicks tryna send me images
Tryna make me finish with the missus
But I ain't gonna finish with the missus she's the realest
Just come and buss it open once you're finished with the dishes

Chorus]
Yo, BMT - I'm on a big man ting
I ain't going into clubs without my big hand ting
Got eleven on my finger that's a big man ring
Yeah I got a big bag, no bin man ting
See me jumping in the Porsches with them big back tings
All I really know for sure is I won't kiss that ting
Big man ting, my niggas tryna bring straps in
See them in some big jackets on some Big Shaq ting



salmah b

Yo, BMT, I'm on a big man ting
I ain't going into clubs without my big hand ting
Got eleven on my finger, that's a big man ring
Yeah I got a big bag, no bin man ting
See me jumping in the Porsches with them big back tings
All I really know for sure is I won't kiss that ting
Big man ting, my niggas tryna bring straps in
See them in some big jackets on some Big Shaq ting
BMT, my Roley that's a prezzie, not a GMT
I'm rolling with my black youngsters, they're not CMG
I'm at the block or at the top that's where you're seeing me
My nigga Stro, serving 3 on 3's out that GLE
My mummy told me that they're playing me on the BBC
My youngens always doing shootings on a wheelie spree
So all they really got is dirt bikes like DBE
My teacher was a bitch, she never did believe in me
But now she's looking lost, 'cause her whole year's wages, that's my booking cost
Man, it feels like it's been ages since I cooked a block
But that's 'cause I let young niggas jugg it off, we're seeing them
Turned eighteen, I went to adult jail, I'm seeing men
Going in a cell for a one on one and there's three of them
Still I got it cracking, I'm never feeling wet
Got a brick off my akhi Khaled, nigga, we the best
Yo, BMT, I'm on a big man ting
I ain't going into clubs without my big hand ting
Got eleven on my finger that's a big man ring
Yeah, I got a big bag, no bin man ting
See me jumping in the Porsches with them big back tings
All I really know for sure is I won't kiss that ting
Big man ting, my niggas tryna bring straps in
See them in some big jackets on some Big Shaq ting
Yo big man ting, I'm on some big man stuff
You ain't never bought no bricks 'cause that's some big man grub
I'm in the G-Wagon, vanishing, big man trap
All my niggas are attracting is them big back sluts
Yo I'm jiggy-jiggy wid it, I'm busy-busy wid it
My nigga he gets lizzy wid it, now we're on a prison visit
Bumbaclart, man has some pretty girls scratching up my foreign car
Yo that's a problem, dawg
But yo, big man ting
All I'm hearing these days is, "can you bring man in?"
I was trapping all night and you weren't with that ting
You was outside raving on some wingman ting
Little silly pricks, and I got pretty chicks tryna send me images
Tryna make me finish with the missus
But I ain't gonna finish with the missus, she's the realest
Just come and buss it open once you're finished with the dishes
Yo, BMT, I'm on a big man ting
I ain't going into clubs without my big hand ting
Got eleven on my finger, that's a big man ring
Yeah, I got a big bag, no bin man ting
See me jumping in the Porsches with them big back tings
All I really know for sure is I won't kiss that ting
Big man ting, my niggas tryna bring straps in
See them in some big jackets on some Big Shaq ting



Fianso Tv

Yo, BMT, I'm on a big man ting
I ain't going into clubs without my big hand ting
Got eleven on my finger, that's a big man ring
Yeah I got a big bag, no bin man ting
See me jumping in the Porsches with them big back tings
All I really know for sure is I won't kiss that ting
Big man ting, my niggas tryna bring straps in
See them in some big jackets on some Big Shaq ting
BMT, my Roley that's a prezzie, not a GMT
I'm rolling with my black youngsters, they're not CMG
I'm at the block or at the top that's where you're seeing me
My nigga Stro, serving 3 on 3's out that GLE
My mummy told me that they're playing me on the BBC
My youngens always doing shootings on a wheelie spree
So all they really got is dirt bikes like DBE
My teacher was a bitch, she never did believe in me
But now she's looking lost, 'cause her whole year's wages, that's my booking cost
Man, it feels like it's been ages since I cooked a block
But that's 'cause I let young niggas jugg it off, we're seeing them
Turned eighteen, I went to adult jail, I'm seeing men
Going in a cell for a one on one and there's three of them
Still I got it cracking, I'm never feeling wet
Got a brick off my akhi Khaled, nigga, we the best
Yo, BMT, I'm on a big man ting
I ain't going into clubs without my big hand ting
Got eleven on my finger that's a big man ring
Yeah, I got a big bag, no bin man ting
See me jumping in the Porsches with them big back tings
All I really know for sure is I won't kiss that ting
Big man ting, my niggas tryna bring straps in
See them in some big jackets on some Big Shaq ting
Yo big man ting, I'm on some big man stuff
You ain't never bought no bricks 'cause that's some big man grub
I'm in the G-Wagon, vanishing, big man trap
All my niggas are attracting is them big back sluts
Yo I'm jiggy-jiggy wid it, I'm busy-busy wid it
My nigga he gets lizzy wid it, now we're on a prison visit
Bumbaclart, man has some pretty girls scratching up my foreign car
Yo that's a problem, dawg
But yo, big man ting
All I'm hearing these days is, "can you bring man in?"
I was trapping all night and you weren't with that ting
You was outside raving on some wingman ting
Little silly pricks, and I got pretty chicks tryna send me images
Tryna make me finish with the missus
But I ain't gonna finish with the missus, she's the realest
Just come and buss it open once you're finished with the dishes
Yo, BMT, I'm on a big man ting
I ain't going into clubs without my big hand ting
Got eleven on my finger, that's a big man ring
Yeah, I got a big bag, no bin man ting
See me jumping in the Porsches with them big back tings
All I really know for sure is I won't kiss that ting
Big man ting, my niggas tryna bring straps in
See them in some big jackets on some Big Shaq ting



Huda Ali

Yo BMT I’m on a big man ting
I ain’t going into clubs without my big hand ting
Got 11 on my finger that’s a big man ring
Yeah I got a big bag no bin man ting
See me jumping in them porches with them big backs tings
All I really know for sure is I won’t kiss dat ting
Big man ting
My niggas tryna bring straps in
See them in some big shaq ting..

Verse 1 :
My rollie that’s a pressie not a gmt
I’m rolling with my black youngsta there not cmg
I’m on my block or at the top that’s where ur seeing me
My nigga Stro serving 3 on 3s out that gle
My mummy told that there playing me on BBC
My yungen always doing shooting on a wheelie spree
So all they really got is dirt bikes like dbe
My teacher was a bitch she never did believe
Huh
But now she’s looking lost
Cos her whole year wages that’s my booking cost
Man it feels like ages since I coookd a block
But that cos I left yung niggas jug it off
Where seeing them
Turn 18 I went to adult jail I’m seeing men
Going in a cell for 1 on1s and there’s 3 of them
Still I got it cracking
I’m never feeling wet
Got a brick Of my aki Khaled nigga we the best…..

Verse: 2
Yo big man ting I’m on some big man stuff
U ain’t never bought no bricks cos that big man grub
I’m in the g wagon vanishing big man truck
All my niggas are attracting is them big back sluts
Yo I’m jiggy jiggy with it
I’m busy busy with it
My nigga he gets lizzy with it
Now we’re in a prison visit
Bombaclart
Man had some pretty girls all scratching up my foreign car

Yo that’s a problem darg
But yo big man ting
All I’m hearing these days is can u bring man in
I was trappin all night n you weren’t with that ting
U was outside raving on some wing man ting
Little silly pricks
An I got pretty chicks tryna send me images
Tryna make me finish with the misses
But I ain’t gonna finish with the misses she’s the realist
Just come and bust it open once your finish with the dishes



Joshua Pugh

Chorus]
Yo, BMT - I'm on a big man ting
I ain't going into clubs without my big hand ting
Got eleven on my finger that's a big man ring
Yeah I got a big bag, no bin man ting
See me jumping in the Porsches with them big back tings
All I really know for sure is I won't kiss that ting
Big man ting, my niggas tryna bring straps in
See them in some big jackets on some Big Shaq ting

[Verse 1]
BMT, my Roley that's a prezzie, not a GMT
I'm rolling with my black youngsters they're not CMG
I'm at the block or at the top that's where you're seeing me
My nigga Stro, serving 3 on 3's out that GLE
My mummy told me that they're playing me on the BBC
My youngens always doing shootings on a wheelie spree
So all they really got is dirt bikes like DBE
My teacher was a bitch, she never did believe in me
But now she's looking lost, 'cause her whole year's wages; that's my booking cost
Man it feels like it's been ages since I cooked a block
But that's 'cause I let young niggas jugg it off, we're seeing them
Turning 18 I went to adult jail, I'm seeing men
Going in a cell for a 1 on 1 and there's 3 of them
Still I got it cracking, I'm never feeling wet
Got a brick off my akhi Khaled, nigga we the best

[Chorus]
Yo, BMT - I'm on a big man ting
I ain't going into clubs without my big hand ting
Got eleven on my finger that's a big man ring
Yeah I got a big bag, no bin man ting
See me jumping in the Porsches with them big back tings
All I really know for sure is I won't kiss that ting
Big man ting, my niggas tryna bring straps in
See them in some big jackets on some Big Shaq ting

[Verse 2]
Yo big man ting, I'm on some big man stuff
You ain't never bought no bricks 'cause that's some big man grub
I'm in the G-Wagon, vanishing, big man trap
All my niggas are attracting is them big back sluts
Yo I'm jiggy-jiggy wid it, I'm busy-busy wid it
My nigga he gets lizzy wid it, now we're on a prison visit
Bumbaclart, man has some pretty girls scratching up my foreign car
Yo that's a problem darg
But yo, big man ting
All I'm hearing these days is can you bring man in
I was trapping all night and you weren't with that ting
You was outside raving on some wingman ting
Little silly pricks, and I got pretty chicks tryna send me images
Tryna make me finish with the missus
But I ain't gonna finish with the missus she's the realest
Just come and buss it open once you're finished with the dishes

[Chorus]
Yo, BMT - I'm on a big man ting
I ain't going into clubs without my big hand ting
Got eleven on my finger that's a big man ring
Yeah I got a big bag, no bin man ting
See me jumping in the Porsches with them big back tings
All I really know for sure is I won't kiss that ting
Big man ting, my niggas tryna bring straps in
See them in some big jackets on some Big Shaq ting



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PSA

Fredo's dropping visuals like it's a movie!! 🔥🔥🔥

Darkiie

Ain't this where Asco shot the Pink Notes Vid?

Javier Gonzalez

Yo this dude goes hard while pronouncing his words and hardly cussing! 😲 Listening in the US ✌️🇺🇸

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Hahahaga

Malz Tv

The whole atmosphere changed around my house 🗣👀Goose bumps,Fredo's year all the way to 2019🌦It's gonna get BIG and drippy get cover put on a coat or something 🔥🔥

PAIN FUSIONZ

Fredo doing his thing on any tune, big respect 🤙🏿🤙🏿🤙🏿

Noname 100

He genuinely seems to be the only guy who has money. His style is subtle but strong

HxsxnGxming

Fredo can make both summer vibe and winter vibe tunes ❄️ ❄️ ❄️

POJ

Yes all day long #Fredo

HxsxnGxming

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