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teen spirit radio, vol. 1 - bigbabygucci lyrics

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[part i: toxic baby]

[intro]
yeah
(you’re now listening to teen spirit radio live on power ’98. thank you gucci*woo.)
huh, f*ck all that da*da sh*t
(evil empire)
you know where to find me, ayy

[chorus]
my little baby so d*mn toxic
bought her perc’s and then she top me
we movin’ chickens, teriyaki
i love the money like my side*b*tch
don’t put my money in no bank
a nike shoe*box be my safe
oh, i might shoot him in the face
if he comin’ to my place
[verse]
oh, he not gettin’ cash
oh yeah, that’s why he mad
i got my glock in a bag
boy, put them racks in a bag
she pop a pill, we f*ckin’ on three tonight
boy, put that glock down, you can’t shoot it right
boy, you no trapper, you can’t move right
when i pull up she [?] like movie night

[chorus]
my little baby so d*mn toxic
bought her perc’s and then she top me
we movin’ chickens, teriyaki
i love the money like my side*b*tch
don’t put my money in no bank

[part ii: seen a ghost]
then she start takin’ the videos
dip on that b*tch like you seen a ghost
(evil empire laughing all the way to the bank, ha*ha*ha*ha*ha*ha)
i got a real bad*bad b*tch
nail perc’s pink, she don’t even think (trap*a*holics, real trap sh*t)
i think i— (i think i—)

[verse]
said i gotta think
they say that pressure creatin’ the diamonds
well, i’m at the brink
b*tch, i’m ’bout to break
i got a real bad*bad b*tch
nail perc’s pink, she don’t even blink
then she start takin’ the videos
dip on that b*tch like you seen a ghost
got a problem with [?] on pretty hoes
i’m in the chest while she spendin’ my money up
we tryna [?] this [?] ’cause you done enough
d*mn, you mistaken if you think you runnin’ up
i’m everywhere, who the f*ck is you runnin’ from?
pull up with sticks then we don’t do no one*on*one
that b*tch a thot, she can’t wait for the summer
and she got ass, she get that from her momma
hit that b*tch four times, tell my d*ck that i’m stunna
bend that b*tch back, i’ma beat like a drummer (you’re now listening to teen spirit radio live on power ’98. thank you gucci*woo.)
keep me a rifle, you think i’m a hunter
these n*ggas snitching, they lyin’, your honor
and she gon’ f*ck even though this a [?]
she [heard the music?] and that’s why she wonder
this not a jersey, my shirt number (n)ine
i’m never worried, i grew up in crime
i smoke the dope just to pass me some time
my b*tch love coke but don’t pass her a line (but don’t pass her a line)
sh*t gettin’ old (sh*t gettin’ old)
still on go (still on go)
still won’t fold (still won’t fold), know some [?], them tiny [?] (them tiny [?])
ain’t no vibin’ with no ho
get me mine and then i go
need my time and need my dope
[?]
[part iii: end of the movie! (carlos boozer)]
(you’re tuned in to the industry’s finest dj: dj gutta, the mothaf*ckin’ mixtape king, you b*st*rds.)

[verse]
ain’t n0body gon’ touch me
shoutout to my city and my gang, yeah, they love me
i just make her roll my woods, i don’t ever let her f*ck me
hold up, shoutout to my hood 1500, we some trouble
heard you like to flex, but you ain’t got no muscle
we just brought the tecs, huh, we don’t like to tussle
hope you got a vest, my bullets gon’ love ya
i don’t like to text, i just called your uber
hope you know you givin’ neck or you will get a uber
my b*tch got a onlyfans, i call her a shooter
but i am her only fan, put my d*ck into her
cryin’ ’bout a follow count, boy you are a loser
i just dunked on yo’ b*tch, call me carlos boozer

[part iv: jason vorhees]

[intro: jessie reyez & bigbabygucci]
i feel what you feel when you’re far away
when you’re far away
when you’re far away, oh
yuh (yuh, yuh, yuh)
where did we begin, uh
ayy, know you’re tired of that sh*t (tired of that sh*t)
yuh (yuh, yuh, yuh)
ayy (ayy, ayy, ayy)
[pre*chorus: bigbabygucci]
wit’ a mask on, baby, i’m jason
silhouette, yo’ body i’m tracin’
swear it’s too much time we wastin’
i’ma chill, i ain’t even gon’ say sh*t

[chorus: bigbabygucci]
i’m thinking, “where did we begin?”
’cause we gon’ finish on the bed
i told you i was in a rush
but you ain’t tryna hear that sh*t

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