Gucci Mane, Travis Scott - Murda lyrics

M-M-M-Murda hah, hah, hah, hah (Go)

It's Guwop and Travis
(Huh?) , I'm so far from average
All this bread, cabbage, and karats
She gon' give head automatic (Brr, uh uhh)
Gotta be the first one to have it (Hah)
Can't buy shit off the rack (No)
Rock so many chains, it's tacky
And the jeans don't fit 'less
They cost a stack (Damn, uh uhh)
Got gingivitis, my gang so sweet
Make her dyke and like it (Woo, uh uh)
So many rings
Think I got arthritis or ball with Michael
(Damn, uh uh) just like Steph Curry
In a hurry to win another title (Damn, uh)
I done rocked up so many blogs
I shoulda dropped this with Tidal
(Skrrt, uh uh)
Man, I came so far from trappin'
Niggas then wouldn't give me nothin'
(No, uh uh) lil' bitch used to come from
The other side of town
Just to ride by, see me hustlin'
(Muah, uh uhh)
A lil' cuz say she see me juggin' (Huh?)
Rather that than she see me strugglin'
(Yuh, uh)
In the hood, you only got two choices
Be a plug or be a junkie (Wop)

Ooh, ooh ah, ooh ooh-woo ooh ooh
Ooh-woo ooh ooh yeah, ooh ooh ooh ooh

Lo-fi, lo-fi
(yeah) , when I slide by your side (Yah)
When I glide by your side
(Yah) , when I crawl by your side (Yah)
Help me, swipe me
(O oh) , how 'bout now, how 'bout now? (O oh)
Comin' wild with the child (O oh)
Gucci proud, Gucci proud, yeah (O oh)
All these double Gs, all these double Gs
(yeah)
Got you lookin' round, like, "Oh, nigga
Please" ooh, I, oh oh, nigga, please
I'm the O in CEO (Straight up)
I need my fedo
Every time like you checkin' in with your P-O
(O oh)
And don't leave me pissed me off (O oh)
Diamonds heavy husky
(O oh) like my jeweler name
Was Rick Ross (Ooh, yeah)
I'm gettin' up while you gettin' off, yeah
(yeah) , yeah (yeah)
Poppin' crystal livin' like Christoff, uh
(O oh) havin' a cheers off, Bolay
(O oh) , mayday (O oh)
Chains run around like a relay (yeah)
Only show up for the cheesecake
I scoop your ass up like the sweepstakes

Ooh, ooh ah, ooh ooh-woo ooh ooh
Ooh-woo ooh ooh yeah, ooh ooh ooh ooh