| Hey
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| Southside
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| Wizop
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| Offset
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| If Young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon' shoot you
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| Woo
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| Mil' in a week (hey)
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| I bought a iced out Philippe (ice)
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| Yeah, playin' for keeps (keeps)
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| Suck the dick game, she a leech (leech)
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| Came in the game with a key (key)
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| My pockets blew up, Monique (Monique)
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| Ooh, she got that perfect physique (ooh)
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| I’ll tape a brick to her cheeks (brick)
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| Now that I’m gettin' this money
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| I’m fuckin' these thotties, they tryna get commas (come up)
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| This is good week, we stackin' up Ms
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| And I’m snatchin' that Wraith in the mornin' (Wraith)
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| I was that nigga locked up in the cell
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| And they treated me like I was normal (normal)
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| Thankin' the Lord for them blessings
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| I just left the Met Gala dressin' up formal (formal)
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| Look at my boogers, they big as you (booger)
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| You could get shot with your nigga too (bow)
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| This stick make a nigga do boogaloo (brr)
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| Bentley Mulsanne but the seats masseuse (skrt)
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| I’m havin' more stripes than Adidas boots (havin' that)
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| Dick in her mouth like I’m edible (dickin' that)
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| Nigga stop shootin', you better move (brr)
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| I fight for my gang, I won’t let 'em lose (gang)
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| Your bitch, she wantin' the pipe, aight
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| This shit started off likes (huh)
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| Hopped in my DM and rode me a kite, flight (yeah)
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| And she on the very first flight (go)
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| Finesse a nigga then get this shit right (huh)
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| On sight, right, nigga, goodnight (on sight)
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| Poppin' that shit 'cause he thinkin' he pipe, pipe
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| Hunnid rounds drum with the knife (brr)
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| Me and the Wop, Biggie and Pac (Wop)
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| But we so different, we keepin' the Glock (bow)
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| I’m on a yacht and a yacht on my watch (yacht)
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| Fuckin' a thot on the ocean, Dubai (thot)
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| I’ma play dumb but that’s see out the plot (plot)
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| She know what I’m 'bout (hey)
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| You hear this dope and your heart gonna stop (hey)
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| They callin' the cops (12)
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| Hop on the jet, this a 20 passenger (jet)
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| Offset the mania, I’m the massacre (hey)
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| I take your heart out and shoot your bladder up (agh)
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| Get to the top and we blew the ladder up (top)
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| Ran up my money and I’m talkin' lateral (bag)
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| Had that bitch high off a Perc and Adderall (high)
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| Pull out the fire and you better grab it all (brrr)
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| Bitch, I’m Offset and I’m 'bout to set it off (hey, hey)
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| Mil' in a week (hey)
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| I bought a iced out Philippe (ice)
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| Yeah, playin' for keeps (keeps)
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| Suck up the gang, she a leech (leech)
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| Came in the game with a key (key)
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| My pockets blew up, Monique (Monique)
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| Ooh, she got that perfect physique (ooh)
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| I tape a brick to her cheeks (brick)
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| Now that I’m gettin' this money
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| I’m fuckin' these thotties, they tryna get come up (come up)
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| This is good week, we stackin' up Ms
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| And I’m snatchin' that Wraith in the mornin' (Wraith)
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| I was that nigga locked up in the cell
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| And they treated me like I was normal (normal)
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| Thankin' the Lord for them blessings
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| I just let the met gala dressin' up formal (formal)
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| I’m havin' this shit what you hadn’t (havin' it)
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| Showin' respect like your daddy (respect)
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| Yeah, Gucci the man, cash in the caddy (guwop)
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| I just woke up in a palace (woo)
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| I did a walk through, I’m in Dallas, man (walk through)
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| Flew in two bitches from Cali (pew)
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| These Bs on me, I can’t barely (B)
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| They drunk and they just walkin' barely
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| I’m headed to Paris to pick up a bag (go, go, go)
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| And they treat me like one of the Jacksons
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| These niggas ain’t trippin', they makin' transactions (nah)
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| A nigga rob you, you be practicing (bow)
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| Four bitches all tryna swallow this
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| I feel like I’m fightin' an octopus (woo)
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| Thought it was killers, camped out in my bushes (brr)
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| Then come to find out it’s photographers (flash)
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| Feds watch me through binoculars (feds)
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| Mad 'cause a nigga get popular (grr)
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| Flex on a hoe wanna lock me up, yo (flex)
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| Drop Top Wop but the top is up (skrt, skrt)
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| Negative turn to a positive (woo, woo, woo)
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| I don’t care for no obstacles
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| I could care less 'bout the bloggers, boy (no)
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| 80K stuffed in my joggers, boy (80 boy)
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| Mil' in a week (hey)
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| I bought a iced out Philippe (ice)
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| Yeah, playin' for keeps (keeps)
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| Suck the dick game, she a leech (leech)
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| Came in the game with a key (key)
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| My pockets blew up, Monique (Monique)
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| Ooh, she got that perfect physique (ooh)
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| I tape a brick to her cheeks (brick)
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| Now that I’m gettin' this money
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| I’m fuckin' these thotties, they tryna get come up (come up)
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| This is good weed, we stackin' up Ms
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| And I’m snatchin' that Wraith in the mornin' (Wraith)
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| I was that nigga locked up in the cell
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| And they treated me like I was normal (normal)
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| Thankin' the Lord for them blessings
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| I just left the met gala dress up formal (formal) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Met Gala , by - Gucci Mane. Song from the album Trap God Classics: I Am My Only Competition, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп