LP Rambo, DD Caine - Gucci$nakes Pt. 2 lyrics

[LP Rambo, DD Caine - Gucci$nakes Pt. 2 lyrics]

Mama told me ''Take time'' but I'm
Not on the same time
Boy, don't put my shirt on might
Get a Gucci snake bite
We clap pistols like a audience
For stage freight i remember different days
They told me it's the same night
I can't let these niggas get control
I can't let these niggas get control
I know these niggas really trolls
Tryna get some racks to get my
Mom some shit on froze
You already know, nigga you already

I'm in Neverland, I ain't been here a while
If you ain't vibing, I'm kicking you out
My niggas might bring a blick to your house
Probably taking so long 'cause
They picking 'em out
Baby girl, what is the bitching about?
Hold up, bitch


Why ain't my dick in your mouth?
Benjamin, that's what the mission about
I really can't stay if you kidding around
Shawty wanna come over, I told her come over
She brought some blunts over
I brought some Runtz over
I'm tryna stunt over you niggas that's why
You hate cause you done over
That's why you hate cause you done over
Doop-Doop-Doop-Doop-Doop-Doop
That's how the Draco be kicking
It hit you so hard bet you flipping
I need a make a decision
I chose to get some new water
I feel like I'm fishing
Nigga I shoot it with rhythm
Nigga I shoot it, I'm chilling
I ain't gonna miss him
She took my heart out my chest
I don't love nobody else
But I ain't gonna miss her

Mama told me ''Take time'' but I'm
Not on the same time
Boy, don't put my shirt on might
Get a Gucci snake bite
We clap pistols like a
Audience for stage freight
I remember different days they told
Me it's the same night
I can't let these niggas get control
I can't let these niggas get control
I know these niggas really trolls
Tryna get some racks to get my
Mom some shit on froze
You already know, nigga you already

You already know how I roll
Can't be around everybody
That's on my soul, caught him snaking
Then I had caught me a body
I'm not fond to be in the mix
Just get it all by my soli'
Seen the envy in niggas plotting on
The style that they copy
And I don't do games
No control will run over me
Ya'll make my mood change
Trade your commies over some cheese
Don’t know how you think
Caught you flodging to cop a
Treesh who never knew rank
Pop me my pills ‘cause I’m bout to lose brain
Never lied for pussy
I’ve fucked every bitch I wanted
Please don’t treat me like no rookie
Shit I’ve seen will have you astonished
Why I’m selfish with my shit? Nobody
Round if you don’t got it
Don’t want origami friends, only
Thing folding ‘round me, is my wallet

Fantom pffft beep!
Bitch

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