BIGBABYGUCCI - B!TCH lyrics

[BIGBABYGUCCI - B!TCH lyrics]

Think I'm a professor, bitch
'cause I can solve your problem
I cannot trust that lil bitch 'cause
She might poke the condom
Ask around 'bout Gucci, bitch
He came straight from the bottom
Seen him in the hood
He playin' dead like he a possum
I just fucked your mother
Right inside the Honda grippin' anaconda
Leanin' off the vodka, high off marijuana
Shoutout to my mama
You don't want no problems

Bitch, this beat I step, you get poked
Got two bitches kissin' on me
Reekin' of the dope
Don't believe these niggas, never did it
He Pinocchio
All I ever want is currency, green
In the trap we baggin' dope


In the streets they losin' hope
I'm just preachin' to my folks
Tryna get back off the coke
That choppa give you
In the streets we goin' up
These niggas not ignorin' us

Think I'm a professor, bitch
'cause I can solve your problem
I cannot trust that lil bitch 'cause
She might poke the condom
Ask around 'bout Gucci, bitch
He came straight from the bottom
Seen him in the hood
He playin' dead like he a possum
I just fucked your mother
Right inside the Honda grippin' anaconda
Leanin' off the vodka, high off marijuana
Shoutout to my mama
You don't want no problems

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