Pau & Marc Gasol lyrics

[Intro: Smokepurrp]
I'm a real nice guy
(Thank you Fizzle)

[Verse: Smokepurrp]
Nutted in a b*tch, it's mission abort (abort)
f*ck a driveby I shot him in his Porche (grrr!)
I took his glasses and I broke 'em, cuz that (?) a dork (dork!)
My mom just got a new boyfriend, I stabbed him with a fork (b*tch!)
b*tch says she wanna marry me, hoe is you stupid? (stupid!)
I'm a junky b*tch, do I look like cupid? (I'm a junky)
Twelve hundred on a pint, just to go to sleep (twelve hundred)
Took the b*tch to the deli, cuz she take the meat (huh)
b*tch don't be childish, lick the balls too (lick 'em!)
I got twin Glocks, it's Pau Gasol and Marc Gasol too (grr, grr!)
I slapped my teacher, f*ck school (bow!)
b*tch I'm from the hood, under my pillow is a gold tooth
I'm a janky n*gga I might give my b*tch some dog food (yeah)
b*tch I'm rich, but I'm still stealing from the mall too (yеah!)
(What you want for Christmas, huh?)
b*tch I need an FN (?), f*ck it, I'm robbin' everybody
n*gga run up on me, I say f*ck it, I'm killin' еverybody (grr!)
b*tch it's Gucci gang, you run up on me, I catch every body (grr, bow)
She said: "Purrp I wanna float" (huh?)
Gave that b*tch a Ketamine, she thought that it was coke (huh)
Yeah, Lil Purrp hot like a stove (b*tch I'm hot)
Came from the bottom, like the crack inside a bowl (b*tch!)
I'm a trap n*gga I like ramen noodles (trap)
But I'm a nice guy, I like playin' with poodles (trap)
She suck my di*k while I'm recording
And told the b*tch toodles (yeh)
(?) try me and Imma act out like a school shooter (grr!)
[Verse 2: Desto Dubb]
All these chains on my neck, they look like f*ckin' noodles (ramen)
32 years old, I'm at school, like a f*ckin' student (?)
I got books, I got percs and some Xanax (?)
She thought I gave her Adderal, I gave that b*tch amfetamines
I gave that b*tch a hoodie
And she wear it like a wedding ring (take it off)
I gave that b*tch some Tylenol
She thought it was some extacy (b*tch)
I pay for a day, but I kept that b*tch an extra week
I turn a four to a six and a (?) standing next to me (dumbass)
I knew the pill was pressed, so I had my mamma serve it (hey mama)
The police pulled me over, so I'm talking real suburban (hey)
I got an apron and some di*kies, so the b*tch thought I was working
He bought a sweater with a fake bill, now his little sister swerwin
Got a paki name on the script, but had to wear a turban
You say you work at CVS, babygirl you know I'm flirtin'
I'm at your babymama house rollin' weed upon the surface (b*tch)
I got every colour extacy, you would have thought it was the circus
The 40 make me happy, but the FN make 'em nervous
I put it in a babybottle, shorted him on purpouse (boy that's an eigth, you trippin')

(Skrrrt!)