gbm coach wilt şarkı sözleri
Way I tell him kick rocks, he might kill himself
Pistols, Ps, and Js on the fuckin' shelf
Only f*ck with myself and nobody else
Doin' all of these drugs, I might kill myself
Baby hit me up like, "Is you feelin' well?"
Another sale hit me up, gotta get the scale
Free all my niggas that's still in jail
Runtz got me like a chem trail
We be sippin' real mud f*ck that Benadryl
You can't f*ck with us, baby we been trill
Burn a pussy nigga's face on the fuckin' grill
Mike Jack red jacket, livin' for the thrill
Put a hunnid up, nigga I'm WILT
I can f*ck on your bitch straight off the skill
Gun tucked with a whole lotta bills
Catch me chiefin' on beats that I kill
Nigga only hangin' 'round the real
RIP Pimp C gotta wood wheel
I'm in love with my Chrome Plated Woman
Sweet like beehive, this motion be buzzin'
F*ck me good, in 5 minutes I'm bussin'
On repeat, man these racks just keep comin'
Put in work, man, you lyin', you wasn't
Said he do it, we know that he doesn't
Smokin' good when I walk in, it's pugent
F*ck your qualms, 'cuz it's only God judgin'
Wake up, Thank God, then go get the money
Walkin', steppin', we movin keep trudgin'
I'm with soldiers, they known for they rank
All my niggas, they frequently go to the bank
Coach be tellin' the truth, know that he frank
I've been smokin' on dank, I don't give a f*ck what pussy nigga say
Cuz I do what I want, young nigga really be doin' his own stunts
Man f*ck what you say, cuz I know that you niggas really don't know much
Man it's my way, you know that I shoot it like Dame
And you know that I be callin' game, and your bitch, she be tuggin' my chain
And your bitch wanna f*ck on my- on my
And your bitch, she wet, she make it rain
And you know you be hearin' my pain
Pussy nigga you quick to get turnt to a stain
Better watch out lil' mane, yea you know I be sendin' them shots at your brain

