Yung God - Gaudy Pack Shawty lyrics

[Hook: $crim] b**h I shoot like Steph Curry On my back I got that 30 Gaudy Pack Shawty I know all these b**hes want me (x2) [Verse 1: $crim] I'm bending corners and I'm swerving You know my wrist stay working Got them golds in my mouth You can tell by the sound You know $crimmy never worried And that's until I'm buried We gone call up on drank I swear it's all I can think Smoking green drinking pink, yea [Verse 2: Ruby da Cherry] You know Ruby got them cherries You know I talk real slurry b**h look like the Virgin Mary but her hair real curly b**h I shoot em like I'm Jordan I got that foil for the 40 Coming live from New Orleans Oddy that shawty I got a blunt for all these b**hes Give em all to Charles Slickens I don't f** any of these b**hes cause its nothing but slim pickings Yall can feast on all the trimmings yeah [Hook x2] [Verse 3: Yung God] You know that all my n***as serving All my hoes are servants Shoot like Steph Curry, Kyrie Irving gotcha 30's You can keep your ho because she f** me like a virgin Yung God in this b**h and I'm the closest thing to perfect You know I never feel emotion I'm only feeling what I'm smoking It's $uicide the way we smoking When I die just bury me up in the ocean