Sickboyrari - Gvcci Speedboats lyrics

[Sickboyrari - Gvcci Speedboats lyrics]

So mr uh black Kray?
Um, tell m- uh no, no, Persian
Cellphones? yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, um
Seems to uh uh think you have
Been told you have some problems?
Uh (Straight from Flexiko) yeah is there anything you wanna talk about?
No, noo! (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
I don't wanna talk
(I'm sorry) I don't wanna talk!
(I'm sorry, I'm sorry, calm, calm calm down)
I just wanna be a thug (Calm down calm down)
I just wanna twerk phones
(Ok ok ok ok ok) fuck
Ight, I know you wanna twerk phones okay?
There's nothing well (You can't you can't)
There may be something a little
Bit unusual with that (No, no)
I don't know about twerking and phones and
All that being a thug nowadays
Uh (Thuug) why are you always Talking about robbing hoes?
I mean, that is not positive, come on! And
You're always talking about
"Depressed this, depressed that
(Leave me alone) , depressed boys"
Leave me alone! No! Do you need medicine?
I'm a fucking thug! No
You wanna- you wanna tell your
Mom or anything something?
(No, I don't wanna) just let us know
(You can't make me talk) and
We will get everything okay, y'know?
You can't fucking make me talk! No!
I know what I am, I know what I wanna do
I know what I do
I wanna be a fucking thug, rob
Ho's, smoke big blunts, twerk phones
Twerk ho's
You can't do nothing about it, I don't
Give a fuck, Persian cellphone prince
Outta rehab nigga
Fuck you, fuck him, fuck her
Persian twerk god, waaaaaan, I'm a thuuug

Drop top flexin' (uhh)
Zero bitches in a Lexus (ooh)
Drop top flexin (uhh)
Zero bitches in a Lexus (ooh)

Bout it, bout it, bout it, bout it
Nigga we bout it, bout it
Bout it, bout it, bout it, bout it
Nigga we bout it, bout it
Bout it, bout it, bout it, bout it
Nigga we bout it, bout it
Bout it, bout it, bout it, bout it
Nigga we bout it, bout it

Swimming through the city ho
Pretty goth mermaid, Gucci speedboats
The way I think woulda' thought
A nigga smoking gold i'm talkin' sherm
White bitch with a black perm
Live and learn, white robes on my black hoes
Not racial, goth nigga mouth full of gold
Came through ice skating like a polar bear
So icy goth, frostbites, 20 fur layers (Ah)
Igloo, that's my traphouse but it ain't hot
Louis V ice cubes on my bitch twat
Bout it, bout it, flex 10 like I'm no limit
'92 Benz jeep, fuck a speed limit
Smoking weed in it (Goth, goth)

Drop top flexin' (uh)
Zero bitches in a Lexus (ooh)
Drop top flexin' (uhh)
Zero bitches in a Lexus (ooh)

Bout it, bout it, bout it, bout it
Nigga we bout it, bout it
Bout it, bout it, bout it, bout it
Nigga we bout it, bout it
Bout it, bout it, bout it, bout it
Nigga we bout it, bout it
Bout it, bout it, bout it, bout it
Nigga we bout it, bout it

Bout it, bout it pull up in a Audi, Audi
Fuck a Audi, Audi
Ice cream and gold shotties
Positive, thuggin' like I'm 2Pac
Pink Glocks, goth ho's, weed in my sock
Camouflage bandana like I'm from the war
Cheetah print, cheetah mink in a Humma' tank
Blowing dank, blowing gas, pink ski mask
Robbin' hoes while we jack, got a nice ass
5s, 10s, 20s, 50s fuck getting money
I'm just tryna stay pretty
Young teen, winter coat, came on her titties
You a sus ho, Hello Kitty bitch

Drop top flexin' (uhh)
Zero bitches in a Lexus (ooh)
Drop top flexin' (uhh)
Zero bitches in a Lexus (ooh) ooh, ooh, ooh

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