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teen spirit radio, vol. 10 - bigbabygucci lyrics

[part i: 1on1*]

[intro]
this is [?] and you’re now listening to teen spirit radio. thank you, gucci*woo.
hahaha
uh, ayy
b*tch, i need a [?]
[?]
okay (okay, okay)
[?]
[?]—
(jackpott)

[verse]
i’m like bruce wayne speedin’ in that thang, it’s f*ck everybody
yeah shawty, you can’t get no kiss, come give me head, body
b*tch i’m one*of*one, i been ballin’ so hard i went one and done
talk, we light ’em up
and we got them guns, b*tch i’m osama son
b*tch, we pimping in a parking lot (parking lot)
he got k!lled, he talk a lot (talk a lot)
my wrist bright, a shining light
he act like he a local cop
my balenci’: fifteen*hunnid, my rick owens: sixteen*hunnid
don’t pay that fee then i ain’t coming
my first love was a big blue hunnid
my lips sealed, i’m tired of talking (talk)
call a jet, i’m tired of walking (walk)
in my trap, i’ll probably chalk it
home alone, macaulay culkin (yeah)
y*y*young n*gga, i was tryna ball (yeah)
head shot, he need tylenol (yeah)
n*ggas coming up and i ain’t falling off (yeah)
next year, i might buy the mall
[part ii: capeesh*]

[intro]
you are now listening to teen spirit radio. thank you, gucci!
yeah
([?])
mm*mm*mm*mm (cartoon network)
mm*mm*mm*mm
uh

[verse]
kick them b*tches out the trap (trap, trap, trap, trap)
don’t give no f*cks, can’t stay in, yeah
keep the 30 in ya hand (hand)
i’m so high i cannot land
i’m robbin’ that boy for the bricks (bricks)
i took the main ho to pound town, we be passin’ that ho for assist
how much money i put on yo’ head? (yo’ head?)
same sh*t that i put on the fit (fit)
pillow*talking, we taking yo’ bed (bed)
and the money got into my head (my head)
i’m a junkie in all of my dreams (my dreams)
i’m so [?], if i call, it’s capeesh (capeesh)
i wear prada ’cause prada [?]
pop a bluey but i’m seein’ red (yeah)
swear you n*ggas be toddlers to me
sometimes i wanna crash out (crash out), make these n*ggas feel my pain (ayy)
we in that foreign [?], how would i feel the same?
hunnids and fifties, i spend these in change (change)
i ain’t trippin’, i keep it the same (same)
i just know that these b*tches is lame (lame)
[?], put the perc’ in my vein (vein)
i just noticed that n*ggas is changed (d*mn)
i [?] to the gang (gang)
ain’t n0body gon’ get in my way (way)
if you worried ’bout a check [?]
proud of my shooter, he stay in the cut (cut)
when i see her, i grab on her b*tt (b*tt)
brand new rollie, it came with a flood (flood)
swear this rap sh*t don’t pay me enough
[part iii: choke*]

[intro]
you are now listening to teen spirit radio on power ’98. thank you, gucci*woo.
yeah

[verse]
i been gucci so no, i can’t go (go)
know i’m gon’ pop up, boy i ain’t no ho
bet the 30 leave him on the floor (dream, this sh*t go dummy)
now i’m smoking that boy like he some dope
hit the plug and get bricks off the boat (boat)
i was locked up, had a knife in my sole
put my d*ck in her, tell that b*tch, “choke” (cho*cho*choke)
f*ck all the opps, you know we tryna go
finna crash out, got a flat head (flat head)
got a big bankroll, i’m in [?]
i’ll k!ll him, my g1 my [?]
i’ll bag that lil’ boy like some groceries (groceries)
all these diamonds, i know that they notice me
in the trap pouring wock’ in my soda
and i mix it, i just can’t roll them
make her eat up the d*ck like a vulture
we got 30, boy this ain’t fight night
keep that d*ck on her just like a tight dyk*
she gon’ f*ck on the gang for the right price
why you [?] yo’ b*tch? she go, “night night”
[?], think he want him a feat’, he a fan guy
all that cryin’ but go and jus’ mask up
we not cam, we robbin’ the pastors, it’s serious
i’m dropping all of these lessons on [?] and y’all n*ggas still gonna amiri it
look what i’m rockin’, he [?] with prada, yo’ b*tch said that she wanna marry me
your jewelry is kinda embarrassing (‘barrassing)
and, ‘sides, that is not clarity
i’m at the fountain, don’t do the marrying
i’m pourin’ wock’, nah, i ain’t e’en sharin’ it
[part iv: on site (featuring yesterday)]

[intro: bigbabygucci]
you are now listening to teen spirit radio on power ’98. thank you, gucci*woo.
…you go, where shall i go? what shall i do?
frankly, my dear, i don’t give a d*mn.
yeah*yeah
you are now listening to teen spirit radio. you better keep this on or your b*tch might leave you. thank you, gucci!
ayy
someone call the—call the—call the—call the doctor

[verse 1: bigbabygucci]
someone call the doctor up, i think i need a pint (pint)
i just left my main b*tch for this money overnight (night)
i’ma pour this six inside a crush, don’t need no sprite
i’m gon’ cash that check and i’ma spend that sh*t on sight
runnin’ through bands
hundreds of bands that they ain’t seen (seen)
i’m in j*pan [?], my money clean (clean)
i’m on the top that food chain, tryna tell you what you need (need)
b*tch come open yo’ mouth, come here and show me you a freak
we be four*by*four, and i got these b*tches comin’ two*by*two
bentley coupe, look just how i’m stylin’, they ain’t choosin’ you
way before the racks, i had these hoes, them b*tches using you
she gon’ spend the racks and don’t give back, them strippers fooling you
c*c*cash flow
known to wipe a n*gga like some ass, though
i need them bag flow
all the bodies we done seen, these catacombs (‘combs, ‘combs)
you stay with yo’ mom, boy is yo’ daddy home? (home, home)
i*i don’t think yo’ homie wan’ get too involved
swipers and the strikers, swear to god boy, we done did it all
lil’ bro went to rikers and came back tougher than minerals
had enough to say because i said it all
you can only be my queen if you gon’ set it off

[verse 2: yesterday]
yeah she wit’ it, wherever, with whoever (whoever)
my haters, them n*ggas can do better (yeah)
i’m runnin’ off s*x and magic
now i’m countin’ up blue checks (ayy), i got the world inside my hand (yeah)
i had a shootout ’bout my mans
she didn’t even know me, she left here a fan
i ain’t worried ’bout [?], count up bands

[part v: alone at night interlude]

[intro]
i said it before and i’ll say it again: life moves pretty fast. you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
you are now listening to teen spirit radio on power ’98. thank you, gucci*woo.
u*uh, u*uh, yeah
[?], yeah
[?], yeah
[?], uh
[?]

[verse]
i’m alive and i don’t know what’s wrong with me (what’s wrong with me?)
come outside, it’s on and it’s on, homie (it’s on, homie)
yeah, we can drink but i ain’t tryna leave wit’ you (leave wit’ you)
if we in sync then i’m tryna be wit’ you (be wit’ you)
the king is quiet; at night, is alone (alone)
can you and i collide on the throne? (on the throne)
and if we divide then i did it wrong (did it wrong)
tryna feel the vibe inside of the room (the room)
i was losin’ fight and i didn’t know (didn’t know)
i ain’t never lied about how i felt (how i felt)
i be spending money that i ain’t even made yet (made yet)
i been taking perkies and i ain’t even ate yet (ate yet)
i been grinding so long, i think it’s my turn (so long)
shawty lookin’ at her wine, she know it’s prime time (so long)
i’m on perc’, blue 30s, this is a real itch (real)
tryna weigh every b*tch, think she a real b*tch (what?)
tell me how that work (tell me how that work)
[?]
how much my neck worth? (how much my—how much my—?)
she want a new purse (yeah, yeah), i’m on a blue perc’ (yeah, yeah)
come gimme neck first, yeah, ayy (yeah, yeah)
they call him baby 8
brand new choppa, i call the b*tch amazing grace (amazing grace)
hit the trap and do numbers, how much you make today? (i made ten)
i fell in love with blue hundreds, i’m bringin’ major pain
tell ’em bring along the strippers, put ’em around me (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
i came in with big tippers, you is a clown [?]
shawty keep that p*ssy water, feel like i’m drowning
and i don’t think you [?]
shawty ass so fat, soft like downy
[?] tokyo like [?]
told ’em, “i got you,” know you used to doubt me
calm down baby, you can’t live life without me (live life without me, can’t live life without me)

[outro]
ah, ah
ah, ah
uh, ah, ah*ah, uh

[part vi: night shift]

[intro]
yeah (ayy)
trap*a*holics, real trap sh*t!
oh yeah
i try not to take nun’ serious for real
ayy ([?]>)
mm*mm, mm*mm, mm*mm

[chorus]
baby i been up for twenty*four hours, i’m on a night shift (night shift)
starin’ at myself in the mirror like, “am i high yet?” (high yet)
you know i’ma get it, i got it, you cannot fight this (fight this)
too much in my chest, i don’t think i can feel my leg, uh (yeah*yeah)

[verse]
i tried too hard, tryna get them on this wave (wave, on this wave)
i came all black, red, gold, i look like blade (bla*bla*blade, like blade)
my wrist in the pot, my mama might complain (might complain)
i’m on the jet so i can’t see the shade
twin, we goin’ up
n*gga we good at takin’ them pics, but they ain’t doin’ enough (doin’ enough, you ain’t do enough)
where you live at? where yo’ passport? n*gga showin’ out
i spent fifty racks right now, make you k!ll yourself
these n*ggas goin’ out sad (sad)
amg reading 120, she hopin’ i do not crash (crash)
i ain’t even tryna fall in love with you, b*tch i know you bad (bad)
i don’t even take the time with these lil’ hoes, but i take the cash (cash)
but i know one thing, she gon’ come to me nasty (nasty)
i drunk a whole pint and i’m just tryna wake up from last week (from last week, last)
that boy be tweetin’ like, “he real but he sassy” (sassy)
no more less, you gotta pay me the pension
we got guns, you know where to meet us
we ain’t high for none of these [?]

[chorus]
ba*baby i been up for twenty*four hours, i’m on a night shift
st*starin’ at myself in the mirror like, “am i high yet?”
you know i’ma get it, i got it, you cannot fight this
too much in my chest, i don’t think i can feel my leg, uh (feel my leg, ayy)

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