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letra de 1am - big gucci brady

[verse 1: skewy]
and we f-ckin’ with these b-tches
and they never f-ckin’ listen
i could give a lil’ kiss tell em’ to go back to the kitchen
i got gucci on the track, uzi strapped up with the gat
and we ridin’ hundred miles, shotty stickin’ out the back
and i pull up side the bank, wear a ski mask in a tank
and we smokin’ while its purple and you know that sh-t is dank
and we racin’ in the gatti
foaming mouths like f-ckin’ rotties
squarin’ up outside the building cause we never f-ck with thotties, uh

[verse 2: big gucci brady]
aye
aye, im coolin wit a thot
and i’ll pull up in the drop, on yo’ block, wit the mop
aye
big gucci, if i see an opp, he gon’ get his -ss dropped
aye
you gon’ make me catch make me catch a case
and im very f-ckin based
and i’ll punch you in the face
you a f-ckin’ disgrace
aye, and i feel like mase
aye i feel like a fool
big gucci too much drip, that i could start a m-th-ph-kcin’ pool
im way to bool, f-ck school
aye, im too cool
aye im in the streets everyday, im in the streets daily
aye
too many b-tches in the studio, aye
aye im chillin’ wit’ all these groupie hoes
m-th-ph-ckas’ goin crazy in the streets
they want beef from big gucci, they ain’t gettin none
but im the goat, and im in a boat
wait
big gucci in this sh-t
aye, bih, fuh, aye
you a stupid f-ck
you a f-ckin’ clown, sit cho’ -ss down
eat yo’ f-ckin’ food, aye, aye

[verse 3: skewy]
it gettin’ foggy when that reefer puffs
cash all in my pockets cause that sh-t ain’t f-ckin’ deep enough
comin’ with the gun, but when you run you f-ckin leave em cuffed
sides will never shut, they open up and never sleep enough

- big gucci brady

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