Gungrave lyrics

by

Hi-C


[Intro: Hi-C]
That's cool
Uh, uh, uh (Hello)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (Hello)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

[Verse 1: Hi-C & Diamondsonmydi*k]
She can't wait for me to take off
I was tryna get that weight off
Tote .380 like I'm James Bond (Yeah)
Beat thata n*gga like a corn toss
Used to be that n*gga but you fell off
I got her taking her clothes off
Off the shrooms, make me feel like a god
Stop playing, b*tch, you know I'm a boss
I'm a boss, keep that ho on her job (Job)
Got a gun, it's like a [?]
She got a friend and they wanna ménage (Yeah)
Get a happy ending without the massage (Yeah)
You not a real n*gga, you a mirage (Yeah)
You a b*tch, you look like a facade
Been playing tough, boy, you need to stop (Yeah)
Get еxposed, you know you a fraud (Yeah)
Rockstar lifestylе, I do what I want (Want)
Step on necks to get to the top (To the top)
Got a rich b*tch, she just wanna shop (Just wanna shop)
Got shrooms on deck, come shop (Come shop)
She want the juice, b*tch, I got a lot
Used to pop beans but I had to stop (Yeah)
Being that n*gga, it's really not hard (Yeah, no)
It just hit me, don't gotta be taught
I get my neck and my wrist on the rocks (No)
Like Gungrave n*ggas tote twin GLOCKs
Hi-C, why you acting so nonchalant?
This not a act, b*tch, I don't give a f*ck (I don't give a f*ck)
Come tell me what's up
She told me if it's a dream she do not wanna wake up (Up)
You need to give up
I promise that you do not wanna face us
Sayin' I changed up
n*ggas is hoes always bringing my name up
I cannot ease up
Switchin' lanes, I'm just tryna [?]
First you get the money, then you get the power (Power)
Cooling out in Cali, n*ggas smoking bags of sour
Shrooms make my third eye blossom like a flower
Had to cut her off because I'm better off without her
She was actin' funny, so I had to clown her
How you acting bougie but you suck me up for powder?
When I'm on them beans I could f*ck your b*tch for hours
I'ma get this money, stack it tall just like a tower (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2: Diamondsonmydi*k]
I'ma pull up, skrrt, demon with the scope
Leave a f*ck n*gga head red like Lil Boat
n*gga, Reptilian Club posted with your ho
Hanging out the foreign whip, n*gga, throwing up fours
Lil' boy, you ain't gang, you was never my bro
Talking crazy on Twitter but he don't want smoke
Got your b*tch on my di*k and she white like coke
n*gga talking down on gang, lift you off the floor
Demon blood with the Faygo, now I'm moving slow
Pull up with the Draco, leave holes in your coat
Can't wife on that b*tch 'cause I know she a ho
Casting spells, now my wrist like a fish in a boat
n*gga, I gotta run my bands up
Let your b*tch f*ck with gang, I'ma f*ck your sl*t
Vamp Gang, spilling blood on my Air Force 1s
Tryna run with my sauce, n*gga, you my son
b*tch, shut the f*ck up
Link up with the plug
He f*ck with the pack, cross him like and one
Now I'm smoking this gas, sipping dirty mud
Catching these plays, you can catch these slugs
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