Guice lyrics

[Hook]

[Verse 1: Eddy Baker]
No we don’t give a sh*t about nothing
Yusa little b*tch I do a Paul Bunyan
Healthy Boyz ho yeah we got onions
I’m [?] with the Guice you don’t want nothing
Master of my team all I see is the green
If you get in my way get popped like Raheem
OG like Hugh
My b*tches O2
might hit with the steel or throw you off the roof
n*gga I’m the sh*t
n*gga you a lick
Robbin’ for the kicks like five star b*tch
Eating five star meals that’s lobster and shrimp
Mobsters and pimps all in my clique
Hoes wanna lick all on my di*k
Made a lot of flips
Had to pay the rent
If it ain’t making dollars then it ain’t making sense
Do a lot of bad sh*t get too high to repent
Little b*tch

[Hook]
[Verse 2: JGRXXN]
Alright kid pull up on yo street
Bucking b*tches six feet deep
Vamp when you see the wrecking crew on the creek
All I see to the T-O-P
[?]
Bishop clap on a sap when I clap clap better back back hear the pap pap
Boy you can put it on me
n*gga Raheem [?]
You want that Guice or you want lean
Yusa fem
You be calling
On ya boys
You be stalling
Ain’t no bucking at me
My name is JGRXXN and I die for this scheme
Hustle with me
I juke on a lemon lame
Buck on a rudypoo
Knock yo ass out with the [?] and steama too