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Gucci Khi

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Dirty sprite will take the pain away, sometimes
On them days it was rainy, we just wishin' for some sunshine
Yea I tried to give my love away, one time (one time)
You see my shooters on my back cause I been standing on that frontline
That choppa eat him up, he gone boy, send him to the lord
I been s*****n' drippin' on these n****s, designer galore
He poppin' pain killers, sippin' meds all because he sore
All that pain that he takin yea he took it to the core

I been steppin on these n****s since 2003
And I been tryna touch the stars but this how far I can reach
I ain't no loner but don't come over here bothering me
He in the water, well let's see if he can swim or he sink
Going harder I been giving out concussions
Had to tell lil mama, I can't have her pass her to my cousin
You say I'm buggin', I ain't buggin, I been thuggin' wit my brothers
It get dirty in the slums, we hear them coppers start the runnin'
It ain't up for a discussion, all these tools I'm steady bussin'
I tell them put me on a track and then I guarantee they love it
Put my city on the map like what the f*** that n**** done it
I probably did it again, bring my friends ski'd up slidin' off in a Benz

Dirty sprite will take the pain away, sometimes
On them days it was rainy, we just wishin' for some sunshine
Yea I tried to give my love away, one time (one time)
You see my shooters on my back cause I been standing on that frontline
That choppa eat him up, he gone boy, send him to the lord
I been shittin' drippin' on these n****s, designer galore
He poppin' pain killers, sippin' meds all because he sore
All that pain that he takin yea he took it to the core

Momma always told me get that bag boy, I never fumble it
These niggas like the Migos, they ain't flipping it, they tumbling
I know they tryna run this s***, but they ain't really running s***
Think my Draco go retarded, it start shootin' and it's stuttering
Had to tell lil mama it ain't nothin' to be a hot-boy
I am one

That's 53 and LA b**** combined
Told my shooter just to shoot him even if it's in his spine
But we ain't p****, we gone walk him down, the beam be at his eye
They say love four letters and I say hate got four too
I'm just tryna do better so baby what you tryn' do
And if I stand on my money I probably turn to 9'2
Them n****s demons off pills, they probably slide through the night through a drive-thru

Dirty sprite will take the pain away, sometimes
On them days it was rainy, we just wishin' for some sunshine
Yea I tried to give my love away, one time (one time)
You see my shooters on my back cause I been standing on that frontline
That choppa eat him up, he gone boy, send him to the lord
I been s*****n' drippin' on these n****s, designer galore
He poppin' pain killers, sippin' meds all because he sore
All that pain that he takin yea he took it to the core

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