Тональность: D# minor•
Verse 1
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Hah
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Cook that shit up Quay
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It's Gucci (Evil)
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Hah (Genius)
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Fast coupe, haha (Nyoom)
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Hah
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(Mr. Nice Guy, haha)
Verse 2
If you ain't 'bout lettin' that choppa go,
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we ain't got none in common (No)
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I hate snitches, I like bitches (Snitch), but
I'm so in love with money (Money)
Had to cut some of my kinfolks off,
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they didn't keep it one hundred (What's up?)
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If I said it, then I done it (Huh?)
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Fuck that fake love, I don't want it
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Time to renegotiate my contract
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Bitch, I feel like Andre Drummond
(Wow)
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Thumbin' through a half a mil' on Instagram
lookin' like I play on Sundays
You just chick who suck my dick
Miss Lady, you're not the
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Fuck a friendship that's
platonic (No)
I need a friend that keeps
me cumming (No, no)
Touch down in Boston,
Gucci be flossin'
I'm about to ghost on Cold Steve
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Thieves on my trail,
but you know I lost 'em (Scooch)
Four pipes,
yeah I quadruple exhaust 'em
Outta this world like Marvin
the Martian (Hah)
Fifty a verse and I'm on the charts
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These rappers so fake that they screamin',
"Extortion"
My choppa keep blowin'
shit out of proportion
Shout out these saucin', niggas
are horsin'
Booties and titties,
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the perfect proportion
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Postin' a pic and it's makin'
me horny (Yeah)
Baby these karats, these
are not pointers
Killin' that pussy,
I'm Gucci Kevorkian
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Ballin' in Fresno like Jerry
Tarkanian (Yeah)
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Gucci's the alien,
I'm from uranium
Droppin' the top, yeah I'm
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crackin' the cranium (Drop)
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All in the stadium (Top) like I play (Guwop), all
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my kinfolks call me Ray (Ray)
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Then my grandad look at me, like,
"I'm so damn glad you lit"
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Why is your jewelry,
lookin' aluminum
Why's it dull,
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what did you do to them
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I'm gettin' fucked,
pockets on stuffed (Ooh)
Dressin' like a plug,
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yeah I stay dripped up (Scooch)
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Knocked me down, picked 'em up
Salt me down,
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yeah fuck me up (Yeah fuck me up)
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Too turnt up, too turnt up
Knocked me down,
but I picked them up (Whoa)
Salt me down, salt me down
Yeah they salt me down,
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but I turnt them up (No)
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But I'm too turnt up (Too), I'm so up (Up,
up, up, up)
Wop
Verse 3
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Outta proportion, outta proportion
My choppa keep blowin'
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shit outta proportion
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Outta proportion, outta proportion
My choppa keep blowin'
shit outta proportion
Outta proportion, outta proportion
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Outta pro- outta proportion
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Blowin' shit outta proportion,
outta proportion
My choppa keep blowin' shit
Outro 1
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