Vince Staples – The Big Bad Wolf Lyrics

The Big Bad Wolf Lyrics by Vince Staples

This ain’t funny, so don’t you dare laugh

Who drew that white man hanging on the cross?
Don’t put your right hand on the word of God
I’m getting paid now, so I keep a thing ’round
And I shoot it fast, like a minute in New York
Live by the gun, die at the hands of the law
‘Cause a badge and a gun make you more
Nigga, what are you gon’ do when the shit crack off
And the big bad wolf come and blow down yours, huh?

Once upon a time, not long ago
Rat-a-tat-tatted and all the cops scattered
Cops shot the kid—, cops shot the kid—
Cops shot the kid—
Once upon a time, not long ago
Cops shot the kid—, cops shot the kid—
Cops shot the kid—, cops shot the kid—
Cops shot the kid—, cops shot the kid—

Yeah, I’m a nigga with an attitude
Just tell the truth and watch how quick they all get mad at you
Don’t wanna hear another jingle from the jigaboos
Don’t wanna see another dry snitching interview
Why every time a nigga in the news, he in a noose?
It makes me sick, I’m with the shit that Pac was on in Juice
I’m jumping off the roof, I’m feeling bulletproof
Assassinating who? Who the fuck you think you talking to?

Drop bombs like Barry O, you hear me coming
Up the street, my trunk jumping like a put-on
I put the hood on, it’s plenty Zimmermans among us
But that ain’t new, been gunning for us since Columbus
Drop that noose, you should be swinging in the jungle, black man
What’s your master plan?
What are you gon’ do when the shit crack off
And the big bad wolf come and blow down yours, huh?

Once upon a time, not long ago
Rat-a-tat-tatted and all the cops scattered
Cops shot the kid—, cops shot the kid—
Cops shot the kid—
Once upon a time, not long ago
Cops shot the kid—, cops shot the kid—
Cops shot the kid—, cops shot the kid—
Cops shot the kid, I still hear him scream

This is for the black man tryna make a dollar out a dime
Need a CAT scan? Nigga must’ve lost his fucking mind
Let’s get active, I’ve got more than money on the line
Got these babies, and I’ll die for their motherfucking pride
Nigga, goddamn, I just seen a Johnny hit the lights
Nigga, goddamn, now this cracker reading me my rights
Nigga, goddamn, they just gave me twenty-five to life
If you love me, send a kite, goodnight