Gucc Thoughts
Lil Gucc
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Bitches ain't shit but a headache That's why I f*ck em good give em heartache Make em go to church onna Sunday Ask God forgive her what she did She knew what it was before I hit Iont want no squares in my circles No goofies no urkels The bubba I'm smokn is purple Hand me some grubba and papers Smoky like it came from vapors You know that I'm faded Give a f*ck bout a hater All of my opps instigators You use to be cool on da low You was a hater back then However you was too pussy to show New phone who dis bitch I'm busy Iont have no time for no broke bitch pussy If she got some money in her hair like some earrings She know what I like Rub my hair while I'm steering I just do it like Nike Told the bum dike Pull up come fight me She told me keep it tucked You already know that I am You a bitch F*ck bullets I could up it wit these hands Lil bitch Freak hoe Like to play wit her nose Snow make her wipin her nose Running like seasonal colds Use lingo as codes All of my niggas speak different lingos I be cool by myself Don't need a lil posse To define who I am Im wit your bitch on the low Her body on me Her ass up and down on my strap Like yo-yos I'm passin out loans like they ppp's I hate to be petty my grudges ain't free They think that they know me They reminiscing We aint the homies Man we ain't a thing Hol up You movin too fast Bitch slow up You knew what it was You knew what it wasn't What's wit the actin Man whats wit the switch up She gave me some head And she froze up She fallin in love Huh what You fuckin my mood up Pour me a cup of da casamigos I can't be your savior I can't be your hero Bitches ain't shit but a headache That's why I f*ck em good give em heartache Make em go to church onna Sunday Ask God to forgive her what she did She knew what it was before I hit Iont want no squares in my circles No goofies no urkels The bubba I'm smokn is purple Hand me some grubba and papers Smoky like it came from vapors You know that I'm faded Been knew you was jealous The way that you talk about me is too reckless Look at the people you hang wit Man we not the same You not gang You not bro You a mufuckin get wit Now back to the subject at hand Tryna touch me like a m i l l i o n bands Don't play wit me Play wit your man lil bitch I'm gettin dough Big bread and ritz I told the Lil bitch wait Hol up Don't tip aroun' keep goin Unless it's your neck you throwin Then you can keep goin Like merri-go rounds Keep goin and goin She how I write I write like a poet She askin for dates She askin for Moët Hol up we just started talkin Lil bitch I'm the only one whose demandin some shit Yeah Im givin em attitude I'm whoopin dey ass Like what nanna do Nah I don't do subliminals I will spazz ova txt And da social too Don't txt me in private Then go wit the public They dislike my music But in face they can't show it They know I'm great So they hate and can't show it They know I'm great So they hate and can't show it Bitches ain't shit but a headache That's why I f*ck em good give em heartache Make em go to church onna Sunday Ask God to forgive her what she did She knew what it was before I hit Iont want no squares in my circles No goofies no urkels The bubba I'm smokn is purple Hand me some grubba and papers Smoky like it came from vapors You know that I'm faded
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