Lyrics Gusto - Isaiah Rashad
I
gotta,
um...
I
been
drinking
I
feel
like
making
fun
of
niggas
(Bitch)
Ay,
bitch
I'm
back,
nah,
I'm
just
starting
Man
them
niggas
gonna
hold
you
back,
you're
retarded
Crazy
loc
told
me
hold
that
gat,
don't
be
a
target
Quit
smoking
them
blacks,
practice
performing
Bitch
I'm
back
again,
and
I'm
rolling,
see
I
really
mean
that
shit
She
'bout
5'5"
and
she
rude,
man
I
really
queen
that
bitch
And
ain't
did
shit,
and
ain't
paid
I
ain't
tryna
seem
that
rich
Can
I
get
a
discount
on
these
Lays?
Is
he
'bout
to
kill
this
rhyme
where
you
stay?
So
how
you
different?
How
you
unique?
Who
you
tempting?
Where's
your
mystique?
I
just
ride
around
in
my
Bentley,
it's
a
Civic
See
the
women
love
when
I'm
honest,
they
said
it's
different
I
don't
get
how
all
these
rappers
be
so
successful
They
tell
you
lies,
and
nothing
helpful
But
you
claim
you
feel
it,
yeah
that's
your
man
though
You
stand
for
him,
but
what
he
stand
for?
I'm
just
riding
'round
getting
paid
Fucking
bitches,
getting
paid,
gusto
Hey,
bitch
I'm
back,
like
where
the
fuck
I
started?
These
niggas
thinking
they
the
shit,
but
they
ain't
even
really
farted
Really
thinking
that
a
nigga
on
blaze,
I
ain't
even
tryna
spark
it
Your
chick
be
all
on
my
cock
and
Balls,
now
tell
your
bitch
quit
gargling
I
promise
I'm
authentic,
straight
genuine
I
working
out,
shit
I'm
in
the
same
gym
you
in
So
he
got
a
big
deal?
Big
deal
So
what
he
spit
some
shit
that
ain't
real?
Get
lit
and
write
some
shit
you
can't
feel
So
you
can
get
expensive
shit
and
switch
heels
Goddamn,
that's
a
problem,
y'all
fucking
up
my
genre
See
me?
I'm
a
pro-masturbater
Nigga
I
be
killing
and
spitting
it
when
I
rap
Yearn
for
the
cat,
he
be
earning
the
map
Got
a
hole
in
her
teeth,
put
my
sperm
in
her
gap
Camerino
on
the
job
Why
these
niggas
so
wack,
let
me
ask
Rashad
Let
me
ask
a
motherfucker
like
you
Who
speak
weak
shit,
cause
the
clique
said
"Cool"
They
say
"Bro
you
the
shit,
man
the
world
gonna
be
bumping
this
When
you
get
real
big
and
put
us
on,
are
we
all
gonna
be
rich?"
Get
off
my
dick
nigga,
we
ain't
friends
Just
another
bitch
with
another
loose
end
See
you
at
the
top,
and
until
then
Just
choke
on
my
pubes
and
swallow
my
kids

Album
Welcome To The Game
1 Probation
2 Sounds from Friday Morning
3 Hii (Fuck Love)
4 Part III
5 2X Pills
6 Food for Thought
7 Part II
8 Khaki
9 Hurt Cobaine
10 95
11 The Spill (Grammy Family)
12 Gusto
13 Like That
14 Weak Shit
15 Mani Lux
16 Fake Trill
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