- On God (feat. Gucci Mane & Cootie) 歌词 Gucci Mane BiC Fizzle Cootie
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- Cootie On God (feat. Gucci Mane & Cootie) 歌词
- Gucci Mane BiC Fizzle Cootie
- Gucci Mane：
Tay Keith f**k these n***as up
Ha
fizzle go
BiC fizzle：
Designer my body on focus
Really been runnin' up commas you notice
Right on the block where I'm posted
How he a trapper play sports and a poet
1017 I'm with Wop and them boys
fizzle'll mind it but far from the boards
Still in the hood goin' fast in them tours
Straight out the woods hear that s**t in my voice
Step in step out one feet in the industry one in the trap
Backside I'm stretchin' I'm doggin' her out
Teach you a lesson that just like the math
Calculate pound after pound after pound
Re up I get 'em gone outta town
Feet up step on a n***a he frown
So Icy fizzle the talk of the town
On God I'm from the bottom I beat all the odds
I watched scammers get rich off fraud
Glock 43 front seat when I ride
Lean to the side after robbin' I slide
Straight out the jungle that youngin survived
That hunger and hustle it's stuck in his eyes
Switch on the blick now it rapidly firin'
Claimin' they step but n***as be lyin' on God
Feelin' like the man when I step in
Ridin' in the Trackhawk you know I keep the FN
Ice all over my neck
Make you wanna find which car had a wreckin'
Ol' girl thick as my drink
Let her come chill in the trap with the d**e man
Tell the lil' n***a Don't play with me
N***a I'm the boss you the motherf**kin' doorman
Know I got drip like a sink
B***h I'm with Guwop I might just go buy me a mink
N***a I don't cap I trap
Before the deal I had that ice on my link
Put this s**t all in my mouth
So Icy my grill n***a might freeze up the drink
N***a reach for it he'll die
B***h I'm a soldier I should go buy me a tank
Move like a top boy you ain't a real trap n***a
Move on your block make it real real hot
Granny like Boy what's wrong with that phone
Gotta turn the ringer off 'cause it never ever stop
Know I make the hotline bling
Bust down Cartier know I had to freeze up the watch
MVP of the trap n***a might pull up to the spot with a bust down pot
Go
Gucci Mane：
Gucci Mane the real La flare and we do real big business here
I turn men to millionaires leave with two gold souvenirs
Coke all in my fingernails all white like some Nouveau nails
I trapped out my younger years my mama shed so many tears
Eatin' two too many pills he don't even know how to feel
Try to meme us don't wanna live brains all on the steering wheel
Guwop I'm a valley boy but not from that Cali though
Bouldercrest my addy ho this s**t just like Dekalio
N***as never play with me with all them f**kin' local jokes
My plug don't even speak no English b***h this ain't no local d**e
Got the type of millions make your kinfolk start trippin'
The way this money flippin' got my shooters ridin' Bentleys
BiC fizzle：
On God
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