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try me - gucciak47s lyrics

smoking h*lla strong til i get high
last boy ran up on me and he died
if my brother died i would not even cry
he say he lit now naw that’s a lie
saying you the sh*t now you ain’t that guy
bullets got his brain fried like a fry
pull up on me and i whooped you like a pie
gucci storе all i have to do is cl!ck buy
pull up on a hater he was running i said byе
i stand on business like i have a tie
i been dissing everybody i dont even know why
p*ssy ass rapper dissing me now he fly
bullets fly and it hit him in the eye
pull up on cyborg? yeah i might
two opps in wisconsin now they fly like kites
beefing with children get back on your little tikes
broke boy can’t buy a car he sliding on a bike
dump him in the woods say i was on a hike
big cash that is what i like
tell his auto tuned ass off the mic
he put out an olive branch and i said sike

catch him lacking and we spin again
spinning around his block with many men
said he shot up my car i asked him when
on his head i dropped about ten
2 opps in wisconsin so thats where my shooters been
contract k!llers but they ain’t got a pen
when that b*tch disses me have to lock me in the penn
and its f*ck everyone i don’t need no friends
say i dissed for clout while you out here chasing trends
stuff jimmy in the trunk of the benz
when i threaten them they cluck like hens
pull up with shooters make his car crash
flexing cash
bullets flash
turn him to ash
he itching for a feature like he got a rash
wait until my bullets clash
run yea he running, call him dash
i make more views driving a car then his musical trash
he in his own blood that boy splashed
his b*tch wanna smash
uk murderers we get him slashed
he a couch potato we get him mashed
his music is not great but we get him hashed
leave him bleeding he got a gash
big bank i got a stash
thrasher tee now she wanna thrash

if you will try him you won’t try me
poured a 4 then i poured some lean
if you want to try me we will see
i just put a bullet in his spleen
i up the draco i got a green beam
pop an x pill like a bean
i been getting h*lla cash since i pulled up on the scene
i been smoking h*lla strong and rolling up some green
might go cop some ysl
man you got me mad as h*ll
double g’s on my belt
i move sh*t ask the cartel
dissing me i wish you well
stay solid i’ll never tell
free my shooters in the cell
i’m a boss dont take no l
smoking gas i’m not at the sh*ll
bullet hit him and he fell
call the medical personnel
pull up to the hotel
plenty drugs to sell
bring a white flag or the ref going to have to ring the bell
olive branches too or for you it’s farewell
your b*tch like how i smell
how he a better rapper he can’t even spell
shoutout cyborg we make him hit the ground like a petal
walk into the party and i’m toting that metal
he trying to run and yell
he eat a bullet now he is feeling unwell

moving sh*t ask the mob
he only got 15k tell him get a job
he will have nothing when i pull up and rob
sipping lean like a sn0b

- gucciak47s lyrics

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