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letra de grow it - gluten free boyz

[hook]
gfb yeah we are coming back
planting that sh-t yeah we harvest that
whipping it up like a heart attack
wheat in my bread i don’t f-ck with that
planting that sh-t then we’ll grow it
f-cking it up you don’t know it
planting that sh-t then we’ll grow it
yeast in a bowl and we’ll smoke it
grow it
b-tch grow it ain’t got sh-t we stole it
grow it
yeast in a j and we will toke it
grow it
b-tch grow it got a garden, roll it
grow it
and we came back all your friends they know it

[verse 1: lil sal$a]
gluten free we’re back
counting all these racks
brush teeth no plaque
write record play it back
y’all really gotta chill
here
take some god d-mn pills
came back like refills
and we shining like grills
in the bank money
spent on yaki
she’ll bring out some food that’s for free
d-mn
she the real homie
you know we got some flack
but now we brought it right back
got myself a little money
and i count it in stacks
i’m gonna give it a stroke
you are a f-cking joke
b-tch you better stay woke
or you’re gonna get choked

[verse 2: prisoner the 3rd & yung 4head]
{prisoner the 3rd}
h h h h hold up, b-tch grow up
don’t really care if your man needs to glow up
eating that soup like your booty a yo b-tt
i just dealt with a dealer ya yo mum
got lots of beef with peeps using no guns
dj had a girl for 2 days ya yo what

{yung 4head}
f-ck, i’m back and i’m the mother f-cking best
get a big gun and i put yo -ss to rest
talking to yo girl and i bring her to my nest
i would tell you the story but i think you know the rest

{prisoner the 3rd}
homie brought the yaki he’s so done
pulling charles out of cars my hands so numb
we be getting so high so grow up

{yung 4head}
chilling with the homies we be smoking that gr-ss
hand on on the gun i be flexin’ my grasp
lambo in the front we be stackin’ that green
when we not smoking we be sipping on that purple lean
yeah g free boys always trying bring the heat
we swervin in the street we be k!lling on the beat
gluten free boys yeah we coming back
plantin that sh-t yeah we harvest that
lyrics be giving them heart attack
winning awards yeah we got the plaque
eating that bread yeah no wheat wheat
drinking that whisk full of peat peat
barley no grains gluten free free
all of them haters are fleas fleas

[verse 3: guillermo]
guillermo back
best rapper alive
whip it a lot
yeah you know i drive
mufasa shot
come back hot
mufasa was our brother now he dead
that boy shot in the head
eating a rito, call me a king
lactose intolerant, neck bling
your boy thought he was g-y then he met a fish
turkey sandwich with the swiss
(but i’m a vegitarian)
yo one thing….trump an idiot
my wifey and i we eat indian
(samosas)
g dog out

[interlude]

[verse 4: bubbley]
hey imma hop on this beat
you know you are in for a treat
this comeback is flaming with heat
and we know that means no wheat
why are you throwing a fit
mufasa’s filled with the spirit
tell me that track is not lit
f-ck your misogynistic
dis our lyrics all you want cuz man we know it
yet you’re tryna to see some kanye then you go and post it
saying he is not s-xist… on that hoe sh-t
d-mn sun, you just got roasted
(oh no no)

- gluten free boyz

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