Justin Rarri – Thugbaby Lyrics (feat. Gunna)

Rip the p*ssy then heartbreak
Shorty eating salad that parsley
Put da bands on ya man watch the car shake
In the Louie V bag should be more cake
Bitch I be the nigga that they all hate
I aint ever finna listen what they all say
Count up big bread in Broadway
Said I dont regret them hard days

Essential gotta keep a ruger on hip nigga essential
I jus f*cked cougar backseat of a rental
f*ckin wit me cuz really she think I be the answer
Wish a nigga would rolled em up in a pencil
2 dracos get em gone no silencio
Niggas leavin nun aint no evidential
Run the bag on em like oh Imma tax em
Ohh Imma tax em

Yeah
Nigga left home gotta gold Patek
f*cked the bitch once and I ain’t call her back
Way too rich, I’m hard to catch
Silly bitch sent me a horrible text
Wondering I don’t wanna argue back
Literally ain’t use to wearing heart in it
A lot of these rappers be starting crap
Niggas did some drugs can’t watch me
I took a hit still can’t stop me
But usually cut the tax on Roxi
Ain’t gang but I call em my possi
These pussies should be riding in a car seat
I’m [?] in her p*ssy like Broccoli
Bitch lying got a nigga so salty
This cash got me f*cking on barbies
Wanna adore me, hoe ain’t nun free
Nigga tried to screw like Bun B
Road to the riches ain’t nun sweet
The road to the riches ain’t nun sweet
The rocks coming in got love seats
The wap gotta double cup money

Rip the p*ssy then heartbreak
Shorty eating salad that parsley
Put da bands on ya man watch the car shake
In the Louie V bag should be more cake
Bitch I be the nigga that they all hate
I aint ever finna listen what they all say
Count up big bread in Broadway
Said I dont regret them hard days

Essential gotta keep a ruger on hip nigga essential
I jus f*cked cougar backseat of a rental
f*ckin wit me cuz really she think I be the answer

Wish a nigga would Rolled em up in a pencil
2 dracos get em gone no silencio
Niggas leavin nun aint no evidential
Run the bag on em like oh Imma tax em
Ohh Imma tax em

Gotta bad bitch she act hella goofy tho
I dont bring her around me she talk alot
That my nigga he kno he dont act like hoe
Kno that im blowing up first and niggas not
And I kno they plottin I keep a glock
Rip that niggas that walked cross fire
Always back out my pole on a red light
Shorty askin if a nigga paranoid ouu woah
Moonwalkin @ 16 diamonds hittin boutta toosie slide while f*ckin ya hoe
Told ya buddy dont text me nigga I be rollin off exotic finna get me out zone
My momma say she miss me told her I be trappin she be laughin bitches crying on her phone
We gon prove when that f*ck nigga step up
Bae dont judge me I smoke lotta pressure
I be high as f*ck No niggas liking us your bitch just booked up telly inviting us
And thats prolly why that f*ck nigga mad
Know he better stay in his bag
In this quarantine season
Trappin for the weekend
Pointers hittin make a nigga start to blinking
Get to bussin if these niggas start to thinking
Kno that they watching

Rip the p*ssy then heartbreak
Shorty eating salad that parsley
Put da bands on ya man watch the car shake
In the Louie V bag should be more cake
Bitch I be the nigga that they all hate
I aint ever finna listen what they all say
Count up big bread in Broadway
Said I dont regret them hard days

Essential gotta keep a ruger on hip nigga essential
I jus f*cked cougar backseat of a rental
f*ckin wit me cuz really she think I be the answer
Wish a nigga would Rolled em up in a pencil
2 dracos get em gone no silencio
Niggas leavin nun aint no evidential
Run the bag on em like oh Imma tax em
Ohh Imma tax em

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