Zaytoven - Spit In Your Face lyrics

[Intro] Huh, What the f** they gon' do with me? Guwop... talking bout what he gonna do to Guwoppp Burr...Burr Your girl, she want to do with me Catch Up! [Verse 1] This f** n***a keep on texting my phone Saying what he gon' do to me I keep two pistols usually These f** n***as better bring four or three Brick squad, this is my Faculty Always keep the trap with me Always keep the scrap with me Give a f** if you don't do a song with me Smoking on strong all day my n***a Sipping on lean, not even there f** n***a test that Gucci Mane Have blood all on my Timbalands Hey, there go that Gucci Mane Do all y'all remember him? I'm a mob n***a half Sicilian But nah ain't ever been to Italy Four-fifty eight from Italy, M6 came from Germany Zaytoven my symphony, Young Jeezy my enemy Some people say I'm crazy and I might need to take some Ritalin Signed Black Migo, Scooter so that makes Gucci a Mexican [Hook] Work, spit in your face f** n***a, I might spit in your face Gucci Man, I'm a real nasty n***a I just might just spit in your face Gucci be the type, just spit in your face Gucci Man, I'm a nasty n***a n***a, I might just spit in your face I'ma type of n***a just spit in your face Gucci Man's a nasty n***a n***a, I might spit in your face Spit in your face Gucci Man's a nasty n***a f** n***a, I might spit in your face