BIGBABYGUCCI - For Sale lyrics

[BIGBABYGUCCI - For Sale lyrics]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy

I'm like, yeah, yeah, III got guap for sale
Your ho sucking dick, uh
She gon' kiss and tell
Yeah, yeah, put it on the scale
If that shit not right
You get robbed for real
Ye-ye-ye-ye yeah, yeah
Send it through the mail
If you never get it, fuck it
Shit I never care

Yeah, yeah, yeah we sending shells
I ain't never care, we gon' send 'em hell
Yeah, yeah, these niggas oh so lame
You can't even sell your game
You can't even chill with your gang
You're lame boy
You ain't never sipped no paint boy
You can't even flex, nigga that ain't yours
Pussy nigga, ain't felt pain boy
Uh, damn he silly, huh, SRT no kitty
Thought the clip was finished
Joke's on you, the clip extended
Got a call from my mama, she said
"Boy I'm so damn proud of you"
I told her
"Just be cautious 'cause she ain't got
A house on the moon"
Boy I'm big bank, leave a nigga shit-stained
Went and hit the jeweler for a wrist ache
Heard a nigga talking, get a clip cake
I'ma ride down the street in the big tank

I'm like, yeah, yeah, III got guap for sale
Your ho sucking dick, she gon' kiss and tell
Yeah, yeah, put it on the scale
If that shit not right
You get robbed for real
Ye-ye-ye-ye yeah, yeah
Send it through the mail
If you never get it, fuck it
Shit I never care

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