Westside Gunn

Free Shots
(Conductor, we have a problem!) Oh, Lord (C-C) Oh, Lord Blink twice if you in danger Oh, nah You niggas don't want no problems Gangsta Grillz Not around here Margiela's with the zip on, blue tips and shin bones Million off of flip phones, Rose gold wrist on Even in hell flames, I wouldn't even piss on My shooter get his sniff on (Sniff), bricks still live on (Woo) Legendary numbers, yo, my plug need a statue (Ah) Next to the stove, the talk's in the bathroom (Woo) Chains on the body, left his arm in the sink You might miss somethin' if you blink, let it sink Lamborghini Jeep kept the doors off the Costa Rica (Skrrt) Hopped out, Canali gloves on the street sweepеr Out of sight, out of mind, that's why I stay beach hoppin' Tell the hatеrs "Suck a dick", I hope they keep watchin' Yeah, muffler on the sub (Conductor), sound like Dougie Fresh beatboxin' (Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot) Sellin' fent' that had the fiends detoxin' (Uh-huh) The MAC, shotty, four pound- I got three options (I got options) To show his casket in, connect named Sebastian (Uh-huh) Letras de cancionesTwo-hundred pies in my glory, let me bask in ('Kay) Uh, you ever made racks out a trap house? (What else?) My homie in a supermax, 'til he max out (Free my nigga) Have my bitch countin' money 'til she passed out So much money, hundred-dollar bills, I could pass out (Hahaha) Still got some bricks left from the last drought (Ah) Uh, before she ate my dick, she took her lash out (Ha) A pussy nigga get me mad, I'ma lash out (Uh-huh) We gon' smoke them niggas and stab out, Machine Ayo, ayo, look Those niggas, those is lil' niggas man Don't forget that, nigga Those niggas, those niggas Them niggas is lil' niggas to us Hall and Nash, bitch (Brr) Griselda From Letras Mania