GMTO Gumbo lyrics
by Bizzy Banks
(Intro)
Get Money
Emerald (Bizzy)
Grahh Grahh boom
(Chorus)
Come to my strip get cooked like fronto (facts)
Smokin opps GMTO Gumbo
These n*ggas dissin n sh*t but don't want smoke
Switch on the glizzy it sound like a drum roll (at all)
Don't ask me questions cuz n*gga I don't know
Get you some money stop being a dumbo (stupid)
n*gga who bigger than us yea I thought so (for real)
I just caught unc like n*gga what's up
[?]
Haters just mad cuz we goin up
They mention my name but I don't get touched
Made a hunnid got up in my zone
Christian Dior mix it with the chrome
Put on number 9 yea that's the cologne
On the block everyday I ain't never homе
(Verse)
She tеll me I smell like money. Put your tongue on my neck b*tch I taste like it too
She want me to f*ck her and keep on my jewels
I do not trust her I keep on my shoes
Don't need attention go look at my views
Took her to Chanel now she in her mood
[?]
She giving neck when I drive that's cool
These N* know. sh*t on my wrist worth 3 or 4 shows
Spent money on wifey won't trick on no hoe
But if her sh*t good I might just get her froze
[?]
Came a long way from flipping all these O's
Of course I took L's you know how it go
I'm heating up sound like a stove
b*tch you complain about nothing
Girl I ain't cheating, I'm outside hustling
That ain't lean broke boy that's -tussin
Copped a new [?] f*ck I look like tusslin
Get you some money you beefing for nothing
Really did sh*t I put that on my cousin
RIP dash you know how I'm bummin'
It ain't sh*t to say boy that's end of discussion
(Chorus)
Come to my strip get cooked like fronto (facts)
Smokin opps GMTO Gumbo
These n*ggas dissin n sh*t but don't want smoke (at all)
Switch on the glizzy it sound like a drum roll
Don't ask me questions cuz n*gga I don't know
Get you some money stop being a dumbo
n*gga who bigger than us yea I thought so (for real)
I just caught unc like n*gga what's up
[?]
Haters just mad cuz we goin up
They mention my name but I don't get touched
Made a hunnid got up in my zone
Christian Dior mix it with the chrome
Put on number 9 yea that's the cologne
On the block everyday I ain't never home (I hate home n*ggas)