Gutta Shit Lyrics

Ayy, uh, baby, you're something different I be on something different, I just want something different

In the studio, you know I'm never in my feelings All these hoes gone go and you know FO, no, I ain't trippin

Activist, I'm sippin', I'm sippin' R.I.P. to Pimp C, he the reason why I'm pimpin

Bitches wanna see me, just like Cena my gold spinning

Bitches want my money, but it ain't shit to go spend it

Reaper want my soul, told that nigga, wait a minute

Police at the door, grab my pole and I extend it

My clientele want my bowls, but this exotic exquisite

I'll never tell, I never told, when it was time to do a mission

She did me dirty, no, I can't forget it, I keep them pounds in the kitchen

But I keep that Glock on my hip if you risk it

Told this bitch to come pay me a visit

But her pussy dry, that shit hit like a biscuit

I ain't Jackie Chan, no, we can't kick it

Bitch, I been the man, you won't admit it

You don't understand money, I get it

You don't understand? money I get it

Flexin' hard, hope you don't get offended

Ballin' hard, they know you can't defend it

I ain't startin' no beef, I just end it

Had to go break her off, and go end it

It's such a terrible ending

Wish my niggas was here, cause I miss it

But it ain't a bitch out here I'm missin

Now im back on my gutta shit, You know FO I cant go fuck no other bitch,

Never be on no sucka shit

Dick her down one time, and now she in love with it

Snuck my gun in the club with it

Niggas be talking but they never bout it

And these bitches be wildin

And they all wanna fuck on me just cause I'm clouted

I don't love none of my bitches

But I love my woman

I don't love none of these bitches

But I love my woman

I don't love none of these bitches

But I love my woman

I don't love none of these bitches

But I love my woman

Takin' all these fuckin' Percocets, it's gon' burn my stomach

Burn my stomach

Fuck around, take a trip to Rome, I ain't fuckin' with London

Fuckin' with London

Niggas pillow talkin' to the hoes, but they never on nothing

They never on nothing

Nigga better come with all cash, cause you know I ain't fronting

You know I ain't fronting

Feel like Drake cause I'm givin' her more life

Earn it all, but I need me some more stripes

Boujee bitch, she ain't fuckin' no lowlife

Niggas lame and you know they got no life

My wife bad and you know she got no price

But you know she not for sale

Grab me that vacuum seal

I put that dope on the scale

Freshest nigga in the room

You know FO be bagging these hoes

Lamest nigga in the room

I see that he hatin', I know

Everybody say they love me

But I know that they don't

I know these hoes wanna fuck me

Just cause I'm finna get on

And they say they gon' kill me, but I know they won't

I'm the only one that they want

I'm the only one that she need, only need her and my weed

I got some tricks up my sleeve, baby, it hurt me to leave

Take these drugs till I OD

Baby, I'm not tryna breathe

I don't love none of these bitches

But I love mine, but I love mine

I don't love none of these hoes

But I love mine, but I love mine

I don't love none of these bitches

But I love mine, but I love mine

I don't love no bitch

But I love mine, but I love mine

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