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letra de 2high - gutta100

[intro]
what
nah for real
ay
gutta100

[chorus]
i pour so much muddy in my cup might think i wanna die (think i wanna die)
i keep a 10 piece in my pocket i’m not a small fry (no i’m not)
i can’t beef bout no b-tch but i die bout the guys (bout the guys)
i can’t believe sh-t that hoe say she a pretty liar (pretty liar)

i pour so much muddy in my cup might think i wanna die (think i wanna die)
i keep a 10 piece in my pocket i’m not a small fry (no i’m not)
i can’t beef bout no b-tch but i die bout the guys (bout the guys)
i can’t believe sh-t that hoe say she a pretty liar (pretty liar)

[verse]
i ain’t got no fleas i chase my perc with drank it got me itching
yo b-tch wanna eat my d-ck up cause she see my wrist is hitting
ain’t just start thuggin b-tch i been like this since the beginning
i was sеrving my daddy crack at 16 you might think i’m tripping
ain’t got no time to chill my base is calling i can’t miss it (uh)
now i’m up as f-ck i’m just that bro no pot to p-ss in (uh)
balling like i’m boston boy you losе like you play for the pistons (uh)
lil bruh mad think i want his ho he don’t know i been done hit it (for real)
no bob the builder i keep that tool like a mechanic (like a mechanic)
when sh-t get sticky i know how to play it i never panic (never panic)
after i nutted i called her a uber she started to panic (what the f-ck)
told her you good i’ll call you later just put on your panties (you gotta go)
if they had an award for being in the trap i’d have me a grammy (yeah i would)
but they don’t so f-ck it i’m still out here and i’m snappin (i’m going crazy)
give me a blender told when i fold like what the f-ck happened (in the kitchen)
no david blane i make this work disappear like magic (nah for real)
somebody please tell suki i wanna f-ck (wanna f-ck her)
tell her i’m tryna put this white d-ck in her b-tt (in her b-tt)
i figured id let her know right cause i’m high as f-ck (i’m high as f-ck)
they said i fell off i just laughed cause i’m so up (nah for real)
on the bad they keep a 10 they good they keep a 20
he don’t really know bout dope finesse him like a dummy
ain’t gonna lie i hit from the back cause she was kinda ugly (uh)
riding round with some white girls ain’t talking bout snow bunnies (uh)
bouta go bust a buddy (uh), double cup so muddy (huh)
why yo b-tch so ugly bruh, couldn’t catch me f-cking her
if you try to run down on me that’s the end of you (that’s the end of you)
i feel like bossman jd cause i’m chasing loot (nah for real)
[chorus]
i pour so much muddy in my cup might think i wanna die (think i wanna die)
i keep a 10 piece in my pocket i’m not a small fry (no i’m not)
i can’t beef bout no b-tch but i die bout the guys (bout the guys)
i can’t believe sh-t that hoe say she a pretty liar (pretty liar)

- gutta100

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