My Anatomy lyrics

by

BIGBABYGUCCI


[Chorus]
Money make up like all my anatomy
Heard he died, but it sound like a tragedy
I'm independent, no limit like Master P
I just do what I want and they mad at me
Them bullets come down like a rain drop
I been ignorin' ya main thot
Pardon my Glock, make ya brain pop
Lil' shawty, I'm switchin' the lanes now

[Verse]
[?], I'm all in yo' veins
Came in white, yeah it look like cocaine
I want my chips, [?] that boy like he LAY'S
I'm feelin' presidential like Hussein
GUCCI not 'bout it, the f*ck is you sayin'?
Came with the stick, shoot the Glock out yo' hand
Somewhere chillin' wit' yo' b*tch in the sand
Say that shе itchin' me, she just a fan
I hope my еnemies ready to [?]
[?] for the energy, I got the sh*t
These n*ggas sellin' out 'cause you a b*tch
Boy I ain't signing sh*t, f*ck the pen
All of my n*ggas [?]
Boy, he snaking you two times
I ain't tryna see nothin' but blue lines
n*ggas ask me, they somethin' like croutons
I'ma blast 'em, you sneeze and I pop up
Where was you when I was in lock-up?
I was fifteen, still nobody that came to come get me
Askin' questions, you swear they was wit' me
Make 'em [?] nobody like, "Get sh*t"
All alone kickin' sh*t like Karate Kid
I'ma f*ck her, I'on' care if yo' buddy did
I won't f*ck if yo' body ain't even done
f*ck them, ain't losing money, need all my funds
[Chorus]
Money make up like all my anatomy
Heard he died, but it sound like a tragedy
I'm independent, no limit like Master P
I just do what I want and they mad at me (Uh)
Them bullets come down like a rain drop (Rain drop)
I been ignorin' ya main thot (Main thot)
Pardon my Glock, make ya brain pop (BrainPOP)
Lil' shawty, I'm switchin' the lanes now

[Outro]
Up like all my anatomy
Heard he died, but it sound like a tragedy
I'm independent, no limit like Master P
I just do what I want and they mad at me
Them bullets come down like a rain drop
I been ignorin' ya main thot
Pardon my Glock, make ya brain pop
Lil' shawty, I'm switchin' the lanes now
[?], I'm all in yo' veins
Came in white, yeah it look like cocaine
I want my chips, [?] that boy like he LAY'S
I'm feelin' presidential like Hussein
GUCCI not 'bout it, the f*ck is you sayin'?
Came with the stick, shoot the Glock out yo' hand
Somewhere chillin' wit' yo' b*tch in the sand
Say that she itchin' me, she just a fan
I hope my enemies ready to [?]
[?] for the energy, I got the—
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