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​this is my lunch! - ​trabint lyrics

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[intro]
yuh, ooh
brr, brr
gucci gang, ooh
yuh, lil pump, yuh
gucci gang, ooh
(ooh, bi*bighead on the beat)

[chorus]
gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang (gucci gang)
gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang (gucci gang)
spend ten racks on a new chain (yuh)
my b*tch love do cocaine, ooh (ooh)
i f*ck a b*tch, i forgot her name (brr, yuh)
i can’t buy a b*tch no wedding ring (ooh)
rather go and buy balmains (brr)
gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang (gucci gang)
gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang (gucci gang)
gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang (gucci gang)
spend ten racks on a new chain (huh?)
my b*tch love do cocaine, ooh (brr)
i f*ck a b*tch, i forgot her name, yuh (yuh, yuh)
i can’t buy no b*tch no wedding ring, ooh (nope)
rather go and buy balmains, ayy (brr)
gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang (gucci gang)
[verse]
my lean cost more than your rent, ooh (it do)
your momma still live in a tent, yuh (brr)
still slangin’ dope in the jets, huh? (yeah)
me and my grandma take meds, ooh (huh?)
none of this sh*t be new to me (nope)
f*ckin’ my teacher, call it tutoring (yuh)
bought some red bottoms, cost h*lla g’s (huh?)
f*ck your airline, f*ck your company (f*ck it!)
b*tch, your breath smell like some cigarettes (cigarettes)
i’d rather f*ck a b*tch from the projects (yuh)
they kicked me out the plane off a percocet (brr)
now lil pump flyin’ private jet (yuh)
everybody scream, “f*ck westjet” (f*ck ’em)
lil pump still sell that meth (yuh)
hunnid on my wrist, sippin’ on tech (brr)
f*ck a* wet (what?)

[chorus]
gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang (gucci gang)
gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang (gucci gang)
spend ten racks on a new chain (huh?)
my b*tch love do cocaine, ooh (yuh)
i f*ck a b*tch, i forgot her name (brr)
i can’t buy a b*tch no wedding ring (huh?)
rather go and buy balmains (yuh)
gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang (gucci gang)
gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang
gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang (gucci gang)
spend ten racks on a new chain (huh?)
my b*tch love do cocaine, ooh (brr)
i f*ck a b*tch, i forgot her name, yuh (yuh)
i can’t buy no b*tch no wedding ring, ooh (nope)
rather go and buy balmains

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