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gt - gucciak47s lyrics

riding that bentley gt
bet he run soon as he see me
i was locked up they threw away the key
escaped and i got freed
i heard these p*ssys be b*tches they pulling hair
play with me and it’s up like it’s in the air
black forces i got h*lla pairs
saying he already dead i don’t care

this ain’t the end it’s just the beginning
i’m out here with my millions grinning
all these b*tches mad because i’m winning
everyday we slide we all sinning
b*tches post stacks of cash but their money thinning
p*ssies out here counterfeit printing
me and my bro got glocks guess we twinning
glocks spit blue fire know it’s chaos we are bringing
told 12 i ain’t moving work im just singing
b*tch got me wet like im swimming
slide on their block but i’m not swinging
knock down your door we ain’t knocking
that door split when we do our kicking
we storming in no doorbell ringing
you say you outside but to your security you clinging
no switch my full auto springing
1k a cut for the trimming
7.62 bullets really stinging
i’m not taling murder when i say i make a k!lling
but dead bodies what we giving
bullet went through his skull how is he living
he’s on the news and he went missing
gotta stop rapping because the feds be listening
no i’m not kidding
i heard he hiding in his mansion say he chilling
he say he just with his alcohol sipping
no the b*tch ain’t relaxing he hiding
if you believe him you tripping
call my glock a burner know it does grilling
federal weapon charges i’m at a hearing
searching for opps like i’m going fishing
said handle with care next day shipping
i guess that was very convincing
take the crack out the box then i’m steering
on the way pull out the glock and do some drilling
got these diamonds out the mud but i’m not digging
i never miss all these bullets hitting
felonies we committing
we all know my chain is dripping
in my house your b*tch stripping
we both in bed kissing
and she ain’t even admitting
the whole neighborhood knows she’s cheating
walk out at the concert everyone cheering
at the crib with your b*tch skinny dipping
i’m wearing gucci while you are itching
ugly ass christmas sweater your dead grandma was knitting
with the bad stitching
my chains always glistening
pistols always gripping
bullets they omitting
champagne i’m always spilling
i heard he always rage quitting
tried to listen to his album but i was always skipping
7 vvs diamonds in my earrings
i bet when the .40 hit him his ears ringing
everybody see his fit and we cringing
pull up in a sprinter now he sprinting
his homie ran and told now i’m charged with racketeering
if i see his grave i’m p*ssing
i was in the crib whipping
dope up in the kitchen
riding that bentley gt
bet he run soon as he see me
i was locked up they threw away the key
escaped and i got freed
i heard these p*ssys be b*tches they pulling hair
play with me and it’s up like it’s in the air
black forces i got h*lla pairs
saying he already dead i don’t care

picked him up off the pavement he’s covered in blood
he was running then he hit the floor with a thud
my neck all ice like a flood
grew up poor got it out the mud
now your wife saying i’m a stud
know you never felt loved
know you never got hugged
know you never had enough funds
know you always been judged
but you took it out on me now you are stunned
police ask if i saw it and i shrugged
he got shoved
b*tch get slumped
he didn’t make it to the doctor he succumbed
thank god i always got the plug
i bet the opps post a pic with chains on then get a refund
got it out the dirt got the diamonds scrubbed
leaving the club i’m buzzed
k!ll him next day make sure im gloved
riding that bentley gt
bet he run soon as he see me
i was locked up they threw away the key
escaped and i got freed
i heard these p*ssys be b*tches they pulling hair
play with me and it’s up like it’s in the air
black forces i got h*lla pairs
saying he already dead i don’t care

- gucciak47s lyrics

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