superficial - saints n sinners lyrics
[intro: bigbabygucci]
yeah
ayy, lil’ bi’h (dirty sosa)
that bi’h walked up to me like screamin’, “are you gucci?”
i said, “yeah, bi’h”
[chorus: bigbabygucci]
walked out the bank with a bag, uh
bank teller make me mad
we’ll get it popping, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout tags
what you gon’ do when them dogs on attack?
that b*tch is superficial
but i’m done with that b*tch, i won’t never miss you
i been thinkin’ ’bout prices of diamond bezels
you can’t stunt on me, n*gga, ’cause i won’t let you
oh no*no*no*no*no*no way
i don’t even aim ’cause we got the ‘k
i got the drop and he took the bait
smoking on big blunts in l.a.
we take a banana whenever we date
[verse 1: bigbabygucci]
wearin’ all this rick, n*ggas owe me pay
just v my lace n*gga, these n*ggas fake
i’ma hop in the coupe, i’ma go outta sp*ce
all my n*ggas on go, we not pushin’ the brake
shoot out the roof
i done cashed out, brand new coupe
you are not gang n*gga, i don’t know you
i done pulled a stain, bet it stole yo’ tooth
bet it stole yo’ boo
uninstall my roof
sayin’ it’s gelato but it look like glue
i ain’t no liar, my b*tch is the truth
the bimmer came black like it hung with a noose
[chorus: bigbabygucci]
walked out the bank with a bag, uh
bank teller make me mad
we’ll get it popping, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout tags
what you gon’ do when them dogs on attack?
that b*tch is superficial
but i’m done with that b*tch, i won’t never miss you
i been thinkin’ ’bout prices of diamond bezels
you can’t stunt on me, n*gga, ’cause i won’t let you
oh no*no*no*no*no*no way
i don’t even aim ’cause we got the ‘k
i got the drop and he took the bait
smoking on big blunts in l.a.
we take a banana whenever we date
[verse 2: foreign jay]
walk through the bank wit’ it, yeah, yeah
walk through the bank wit’ a—
walk through the bank wit’ it, yeah, yeah
walk through the bank wit’ a—, uh
walk through the bank with a smile (cheese)
don’t talk to the bank teller when she count (bah)
i’m in this b*tch unannounced (‘nounced)
broke n*ggas always love to talk
i got that pack, i gotta get it off
i got that stick, i’m think’ ’bout runnin’ off
she on my d*ck even when i’m soft
vvs on me when the lights off (uh, bah)
walked in that bi’h wit’ a whole lotta swag
we in the whip with a digital dash
pretty ass b*tch but she don’t got a ass
f*ck it, i still wanna hit from the back (bah)
i keep a stick, you keep a tab
she call me daddy but i’m not her dad (bah)
been on the way but i make me a path
let out the gang ’til they free at last
uh*uh, uh*uh
i’m in the shop, wearin’ all my ice
n*ggas be broke, livin’ in a hype
well, we not the same buddy, check yo’ price
life be a game, boy i’m rolling the dice
get hit with that stick and i bet you won’t fight
ten*k on me, i make it look light
even when i’m mad, bet i look nice
[chorus: bigbabygucci, foreign jay & both]
walked out the bank with a bag, uh (bag)
bank teller make me mad (mad)
we’ll get it popping, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout tags (tags)
what you gon’ do when them dogs on attack? (‘tack)
that b*tch is superficial
but i’m done with that b*tch, i won’t never miss you
i been thinkin’ ’bout prices of diamond bezels
you can’t stunt on me, n*gga, ’cause i won’t let you
oh no*no*no*no*no*no way
i don’t even aim ’cause we got the ‘k (ayy, ayy)
i got the drop and he took the bait (ayy)
smoking on big blunts in l.a. (ayy)
we take a banana whenever we date
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