Offset - GUMMO lyrics

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Offset - GUMMO lyrics

n***as iffy, uh, Blicky got the stiffy, uh Got the blicky, uh, drum it holds fifty, uh (Scum Gang!) Pop these n***as like a wheelie n***a, you a silly n***a In the hood with them billy n***as, and them hoova n***as You run up and they shooting n***as, we ain't hooping n***a No KB, you a loser n***a, up that Uzi n***a On the stoop, crills in my draws, your girl on my phone She wanna f** but keep her clothes on, I only want the jaw Man that's really all I use her for, I kick her out the door I don't want her, you can keep the who*e, she fiending for some more In New York my n***as don't Milly Rock, my n***as money bop Blow a case a n***a throwing shots, I run 'em off they block Quarter milli in the stash box, I grinded for my spot n***as talking 'bout that cash but my bag worth a lot I don't f** with no old hoes, only new hoes Put my dick in her backbone, I pa** her to my bro I don't love her that's a sad hoe, she a bad hoe I'mma f** her then I dash home, to the cash hoe I'm on some rob a n***a sh**, take a n***a b**h Do the dash in the whip, count the cash in the whip I pull up with a stick, I let that sh** hit Shout out, but I f**ed that n***a b**h (Offset!) Diamonds hittin' (hittin') When a boss talk b**h listen, huh (hey, hey) We get yo biscuit, huh (biscuits) I sic out my dog they vicious, huh (grr) f** these b**hes, huh Had to run out the bag in the kitchen, huh My n***a on stick shift, huh (stick shift) Get Earl off n***a on some real sh**, huh Blow up the NAWF (NAWF) It's all in the jaw (it's all in the jaw) Let me see my opp, uh 30 on my Glock Plug 'em like a socket Trap out the pot (trap out) Carbon grip the car (car, brr) Trap whip the marks (hey) My rock a milli (milli) I take care a village (village) My b**h the realest (realest) Wraith cost half a mili (Wraith) Hermes belt lizard (lizard) My b**h blooded like Clifford Lambo speed shifting (Lambo) Get shot in your back like Ricky (bah) Glock 40 give you a hickey Smoking on cook like a hippy She smoke all the dope on a visit We haul it up first then we blitzing (blitz) RIP to Pistol (Pistol) Get wacked off when I was with him You got caught down back you a victim n***as ain't showing no sympathy Better think twice before dissing me n***as iffy, uh, Blicky got the stiffy, uh Got the blicky, uh, drum it holds fifty, uh Move milli, all my n***as on fifty, uh Talk down, pew pew pew, you silly, uh Hit a stain, fifty bands, all hunnids Spinning through ya block like a pop shove it Shoot at me I'm shooting back, I'm getting buckets I ain't wanna take his life but n***a, f** it I'm on some rob a n***a sh**, take a n***a b**h Do the dash in the whip, count the cash in the whip I pull up with a stick, I let that sh** hit Shout out, but I f**ed that n***a b**h I'm on some rob a n***a sh**, take a n***a b**h Do the dash in the whip, count the cash in the whip I pull up with a stick, I let that sh** hit Shout out, but I f**ed that n***a b**h Scum Gang