letra de gutta - ybn walker
[intro: ybn walker]
a-a, a-a-a-a4damoney
digital ammo, yeah
[verse]
i come from the gutta, i come from the mud
known to finesse a n-gga out his drugs
don’t talk to these n-ggas, i talk to the plug
pull up wit 50s, i send n-ggas slugs
she drenched in designer, my b-tch wit uggs
vvs diamonds, them diamonds, they flood (psh psh)
he wet like a tub
skrrt off, camaro, ain’t no catching up
known for the flexin, i’m known for the weapon
gotta go get it, ain’t tryna be second
can’t f-ck wit these n-ggas, these n-ggas be peasants
skrrt off in porches as in 9/11
i’m sippin on lean and that sh-t be my beverage
don’t play wit the gang, that sh-t can get hectic
drink the designer while servin pedestrians
all of my n-ggas is strapped wit them wessons
first i told mama i gotta go get it
then i told daddy to drop me out 50
know you lil n-ggas don’t want see me wit it
i come from the gutta, i swear i’m committed
run up them checks and i run up them digits
pull up right on ya, get smoked like a fib
my fingers keep clutching, my fingers keep itching
lil n-gga keep talkin, i swear he gon get it
i was on lock, n-ggas ain’t send me nothing
when you come home n-ggas act like they love you
you keep callin my phone, lil n-gga i’m hustlin
don’t play with me, play with that b-tch like i’m f-ckin
quit callin my phone, lil n-gga i’m hustlin (h-llo, who dat?)
quit callin my phone, lil n-gga i’m hustlin (h-llo?)
i gotta go get it
go get me a sack, don’t f-ck with these hoes
these b-tches be nats
smokin on gas like i got cateracts
balmains and my sh-t got some racks
dunk in the pot like i’m kobe and shaq
christian lou moonwalk to the racks
pull up with shooters, they shoot through your hat
walk in my trap, givenchy on my mat
ybn winnin, go look at the stat
30 shots, hit him all in his back
guapo, guapo, that’s a big ol’ fact
40 glock inna n-gga mouth like plaque
givenchy sneakers for these shoes, pay the rack
captain of this sh-t, i’m the quarterback
run with that sack and i run like a runningback
run with yo money and no, ain’t no gettin it back
pull up with shooters and n-ggas gon’ off dat
pull up with shooters and n-ggas gon’ off dat
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