lirik lagu slimmy b & dj gutta butta – shit talking
[intro: slimmy b]
(dj gutta b~tta, yes yes)
skurr, skurr, skurr, skurr, skurrr
n~gga, n~gga, n~gga
[verse 1: slimmy b]
wearing sh~t i can’t pr~nounce and sh~t you can’t afford (lil’ n~gga)
i grab my strap tight when i hear knocking at the door (who is that?)
pull up in that cat, they know it’s me they hear it roar (skrr)
your b~tch begging for this d~ck i only f~cked ’cause i was bored
vlone for my hoodie but my sweats palm angels
your b~tch let me f~ck i beat it up all angles
tryna park a n~gga whip when i let that drake go
was sliding in that benz i be everywhere i can’t go
clutching on this fire on my mind it been birdie (rip my thugs)
losing all these n~ggas back to back i been hurting (i swear to god)
riding in that rolls getting head behind the curtain (give me neck)
paid two bands for the fn it was worth it (lil’ n~gga)
mixing all these drugs, i pour some mud then throw a perc in it
she put that p~ssy on me, it’s so good i might just squirt in it
fifty ain’t enough open that chop i threw a bird in it (throw a hundred)
watching all these cameras at the trap ’cause we got birds ’em
yeah i got a stock up in this glock but i keep fifty close
drop the b~tch in and leave a n~gga whip with fifty holes (boom, boom boom)
shoot the chop just like steph and clay b~tch my jimmy cold
broke the b~tch for everything she got then told her give me more
popped a perc 30 started giggin like i’m diddy combs
my b~tch from the hood but she like to act saditty though
sucka n~ggas talking out they ass until we get ’em gone
yeah a n~gga gained a couple pounds but i’m still slimmy though
n~gga
[verse 2: icewear vezzo]
yeah, choppa clip too big got a fitting problem (b~tch)
.40 loud sound like the engine starting (vrrm)
drive the h~llcat like i’m in a ‘rari
a hundred bands on me, all slips look like i did a robbery
i’m a goat up in my city and a millionaire
just put 200 bowls down and i can get ’em there
they left my n~gga with no bond he had to sit in there
fifties in my buffs, ten thousand when i sit and stare
f~ck them n~ggas and they opps and we want all the smoke
sit that drakey on my shoulder broke my collar bone (ouch)
twenty thousand dollar pitted, i just bought a rover
ghetto n~gga, pour a pint of aky up in bossanova
thirty hanging out my heater i might catch me one
oh he want an extra pint? then i’ma stretch him one
i be thugging with the members, god bless the gun
shot a whole hundred round clip and got an extra one
[outro]
dj gutta b~tta, yes yes
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