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Gucci Mane
Featuring(s) : Lil Baby
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(Rio) Burr gang, leave a nigga cold (What's happening, Chi Chi?) It ain't my business, it ain't my beef, I ain't on no side Y'all got guns and we got guns, but we don't post ours Lil' Q poppin' like a giant, he just 4'5'' Told him hit 'em in the leg and make them niggas your size These niggas gon' end up dead, they keep on playin' both sides These niggas gon' end up dead, they keep on playin' both sides They gon' need a lot of black suits, a bunch of bowties They gon' need a lot of black suits, a bunch of bowties I made it from the streets, it ain't no mercy on these streets (Nah) It's hot as mercury, these boys'll murk you on these streets These bitches double dutch, so quick to jump a nigga sheets Got niggas slick competin' with niggas I ain't even competin' (Facts) If you talk behind my back, no need to dap me when you see me (No) 'Cause I ain't gon' shed no tear when they pick you up off the cement A real dope boy, I make it flood in any season While rappers goin' broke and blame corona as the reason I showed some niggas cannons, they mistook that I was weak (Weak) I told them I was stackin', they just thought that I was cheap (Cheap) If I took it, I was mad, I still ain't finna give it back No, "Oops, sorry, my bad," consider that shit as a tax (Sorry) So buy some Stacy Adams and a couple ties to match (Damn) This MAC came with a shoulder strap, the only thing retract (Yup) 4PF and 1-0-1-7, four tires, we flat And we ain't with that pitty-pat shit, we rat-ta-ta-tat (Tat) It ain't my business, it ain't my beef, I ain't on no side Y'all got guns and we got guns, but we don't post ours Lil' Q poppin' like a giant, he just 4'5'' Told him hit 'em in the leg and make them niggas your size These niggas gon' end up dead, they keep on playin' both sides These niggas gon' end up dead, they keep on playin' both sides They gon' need a lot of black suits, a bunch of bowties They gon' need a lot of black suits, a bunch of bowties Doin' songs for Gucci Mane, now I done ran them stupid bands up Make Lil Stupid shoot your mans up, it's a robbery, put your hands up They see me, they switch the channel, I'm the real deal Atlanta Ain't no monkeys in the middle, play both sides, you get dismantled Talk my shit, I got my hammer Fuck that bitch, I ain't got no manners Can't hit that shit, that's not my standard She caught my drift, she like my grammar I keep me a dirty Fanta, I'm ridin' 'round in this dirty Phantom I'm 'bout gettin' business handled, I ain't sendin' no worries at 'em I ain't with no chitter-chatter, keep a bad one Her ass fatter than the last one We be takin' shit, no askin', we be breakin' bricks out plastic Everybody lit, go ask 'em, I be in the 'Vette, the fast one And I got the C8, you don't wanna see Baby It ain't my business, it ain't my beef, I ain't on no side Y'all got guns and we got guns, but we don't post ours Lil' Q poppin' like a giant, he just 4'5'' Told him hit 'em in the leg and make them niggas your size These niggas gon' end up dead, they keep on playin' both sides These niggas gon' end up dead, they keep on playin' both sides They gon' need a lot of black suits, a bunch of bowties They gon' need a lot of black suits, a bunch of bowties
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