Vanderslice, Freddie Gibbs - Bugatti Bullet Holes lyrics

I was half baked
A hundred percent up in this shit
Momma can't sleep she
Thinking of losin' her son up in this shit
Whippin' the key
I swear it's a hundred guns up in this bitch
Keepin' the heat
The Gary police might run up in this bitch
Niggas where I'm from don't surrender
We shoot it out we like them Tanner boys
Give 'em life and they duke it out
You lookin' for that work I
Got beacoup under my couch aye y'all 15
16 year old shooters up in my house
Labeled a menace, nigga
Bitch beaters, I send you
Pussies to the dentist, nigga
Orthodon'tist, the barber college
I give these niggas fades
Straight tapers and chili bowls
He woke up in a brand
New Bugatti with bullet holes
Fightin' for his life
Heart rushin' and blood gushin'
Shake somethin', niggas corporate
But ain't thuggin'
Bitch, eight somethin', in the mornin'
I'm up whippin'
Bitch I'm 'bout to break somethin'
Take somethin'
We set trippin' on these neutron ass niggas
Claim they ballin'
But can't make a bond ass niggas
50 percent of fools I grew up
With be out here snitchin'
So I keep my circle tight
You fuck with me I get you missin'
Y'll clippin' stitches for these
Neutron ass niggas
Give up your homie just to
Cut your time ass niggas
Fifty percent of fools I grew up
With be out here snitchin'
So I keep a my circle tight
You fuck with me I get you missin'
Bitch, pay attention, Gangsta Gibbs
Vanderslice, nigga

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