Lil B - Gucci Shotgun lyrics
[Lil B - Gucci Shotgun lyrics]
Ultimate Bitch it's a new day, bitch, mane
Pretty boy, you feel me?
Yeah man, it's your boy Lil B man
I'm rockin' on these niggas, strong arming
You feel me? Still gutta with it
Still asleep, still waking up shit daily man
In that dream
I punish bitches, I put Glocks on niggas
It could be your fucking kid
That feel that fucking trigger
I came up so fast, I got whiplash
Passed the game so fast and I stole the cash
I hit a lick so big I'm a goon again
Now I'mma thug fucking harder than I ever did
The game up and down, nigga
Like the stock market
My mixtape game, nigga, it's the block market
I never play for money
I got no paper, my money in my family
I got judged before the fucking court of law
Just took a couple deals
For the money scandalous
You know what I'm saying? You
Know them judges take that
(You gon' come up boy)
I'm gangsta, man, you know we got that money
If you really connected to them bills
You feel me, them millions
You playin' them games
I'm young, and I'm in California
I'm a California boy with the Gucci shotgun
Uzi shotgun, I usually pop one
I put suckas underground like
Them indie movies
Any movie I'm in, this shit's real
Look me in my eyes, bitch
Because my hustle's real
I pop suckas over issue like E-40
I'll take a life over my fucking issue
Like E-40, I love my niggas too
I've never been a petty thief but
I sell a brick flat
Bitch'll never speak, I use to buy
Fake Jordans all up in the streets
Now I'm that street nigga that
Could buy the fucking sweep
I beat the bitch, or I beat my (never, nigga)
I'm too gangsta nigga, no homo nigga
That's for you pussy ass niggas man
These niggas gettin' holes
We gettin' money you feel me
Poppin' bottles, nigga
We do whatever I do man
You know what I'm saying? Pick
And choose the game nigga
Ultimate Bitch, nigga
Pretty boy, you feel me?
Yeah man, it's your boy Lil B man
I'm rockin' on these niggas, strong arming
You feel me? Still gutta with it
Still asleep, still waking up shit daily man
In that dream
I punish bitches, I put Glocks on niggas
It could be your fucking kid
That feel that fucking trigger
I came up so fast, I got whiplash
Passed the game so fast and I stole the cash
I hit a lick so big I'm a goon again
Now I'mma thug fucking harder than I ever did
The game up and down, nigga
Like the stock market
My mixtape game, nigga, it's the block market
I never play for money
I got no paper, my money in my family
I got judged before the fucking court of law
Just took a couple deals
For the money scandalous
You know what I'm saying? You
Know them judges take that
(You gon' come up boy)
I'm gangsta, man, you know we got that money
If you really connected to them bills
You feel me, them millions
You playin' them games
I'm young, and I'm in California
I'm a California boy with the Gucci shotgun
Uzi shotgun, I usually pop one
I put suckas underground like
Them indie movies
Any movie I'm in, this shit's real
Look me in my eyes, bitch
Because my hustle's real
I pop suckas over issue like E-40
I'll take a life over my fucking issue
Like E-40, I love my niggas too
I've never been a petty thief but
I sell a brick flat
Bitch'll never speak, I use to buy
Fake Jordans all up in the streets
Now I'm that street nigga that
Could buy the fucking sweep
I beat the bitch, or I beat my (never, nigga)
I'm too gangsta nigga, no homo nigga
That's for you pussy ass niggas man
These niggas gettin' holes
We gettin' money you feel me
Poppin' bottles, nigga
We do whatever I do man
You know what I'm saying? Pick
And choose the game nigga
Ultimate Bitch, nigga