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letra de guts - lil shungite

[verse 1 – levin]

i came back around hit this b-tch another time
you know i’m unstoppable
when i come back with shungite
every second that i spit i show u n-ggas that i’m him
i tap into the 6 i triple double no assist we on this sh-t
big metal walk around like my name guts
one hit turn u 360 end up in a box x’d out
b-tch n-gga cross yo name off the list
how could i stay mad i got yo b-tch on my d-ck ugh
and i got the goons attacking if we say so
got the beat from tufty put that n-gga on the payroll
everyone keep f-ckin with us try a different angle
misspell it, make it rain from heaven like an angel
oh but had to quicken up i used agility
the s p d increases so them n-ggas nеver catchin’ me
got hermеs boots but they designer matching my artilleries
i talk it to em sounding like quare
are you f-ckin with me?

[chorus – lil shungite]

yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh
what the f-ck
spill your f-cking guts
go berserk up on a boy and make his mouth shut
all my opposition yeah they music all suck
if you talking ‘bout some business i ain’t down to discuss
i am on a separate plane im feeling like a godhand
all these b-tches look at me and they lookin’ like “godd-mn”
godd-mn, godd-mn, why you spittin’ nonsense
if you ain’t about it i might leave you in a coffin
[verse 2 – lil shungite]

i might go and commit every mother f-cking felony
i might get arrested get sent to the penitentiary
y’all ready been knew that dis the project of the century
money money money money increase exponentially
i might pull up on you with a motherf-ckin’ knife
you gon’ leave with lacerations if you tryna fight
airstrike at yo house rain h-ll down from the f-ckin sky
when that homie quare come in yuh everyone gon’ die

[verse 3 – quare]

call my choppa taco bell, it’s f-cking up your guts
ayy, i break into the bank and then i’m stealing all the goods
i might rob your f-ckin grandma because i don’t give a f-ck
and i’m sitting on my money, b-tch i feel like i’m a duck
pull up to your b-tch and then i nail her like a coffin
i look at my money, that sh-t got me saying godd-mn
why you keep on talking, shut your motherf-cking mouth, d-mn
pull up to your function and we shutting that sh-t down
we committing every crime, shout out motherf-cking shungite
i could know exactly where you live, lil b-tch i just might
i take out my choppa and it eat you like a dust mite
it you talking down on fishgang then you gon’ die
i make all this money because i’m a f-cking burglar
b-tch i hop on any track and turn into a murderer
why you keep on lying, you a motherf-ckin perjurer
your girl listen to my sh-t and i ain’t even heard of her
[chorus – lil shungite]

yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh
what the f-ck
spill your f-cking guts
go berserk up on a boy and make his mouth shut
all my opposition yeah they music all suck
if you talking ‘bout some business i ain’t down to discuss
i am on a separate plane i’m feeling like a godhand
all these b-tches look at me and they lookin’ like “godd-mn”
godd-mn, godd-mn, why you spittin’ nonsense
if you ain’t about it i might leave you in a coffin

[verse 4 – lil shungite]

yuh ay yuh ay
pull up on yo block and then i let the choppa spray
pull up to your house and leave that b-tch in disarray
why the f-ck you laughin’ this is not a f-ckin joke bruh
all you p-ssies scared of me you talkin’ like you choked up
shut the f-ck up hating why you actin like you know us

- lil shungite

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