paroles de chanson GUT$ - Witchouse 40k , Tumaggz

Bitch I feel like Guts I′m bout to go berserk
Treating bitches sweetly but to niggas I'm a jerk
Maggz the type of nigga that might pull up at your work
Pull up at the wrong time bet you′ll get murked
Snacking on your bitch that pussy tasting like desert
Once I stick it in work it out and make her squirt
Got that long wood bitches call me Vic Firth
I ain't spending racks on shit you can search my net worth

Smoking on this tree gon hit your face just like an airbag
Kush so strong got me feeling like I'm jet lagged
Made this shit for free don′t give a fuck about a price tag
I′m in Hong Kong with the strap up in my duffel bag
I just booked a flight to Metairie to see my family
But I'll return like Gandalf
Black Wizard up out the 503
Up all night reciting verses g
With perfect symmetry
Run circles on the beat

This shit so fire you had to hit repeat

I′m whipping hearses
Pimping nurses
Snatching purses
Cursin fuck
Crushing verses
They dispersing
Kick drum hitting like a truck

HHM we're satan′s children we were sent to fuck shit up
Once we lock you in our sights say your prayers you're out of luck

Bitch I feel like Guts I′m bout to go berserk
Treating bitches sweetly but to niggas I'm a jerk
Maggz the type of nigga that might pull up at your work
Pull up at the wrong time bet you'll get murked
Snacking on your bitch that pussy tasting like desert
Once I stick it in work it out and make her squirt
Got that long wood bitches call me Vic Firth
I ain′t spending racks on shit you can search my net worth