YTB Fatt ● Shot Off Gumbo

[Intro: Hunxho]
You ain't fuckin' with that one?
He not—, he not—

[Chorus: Hunxho]
Uh-huh, who want war like—, uh-huh
That's not your bitch, like—, uh-uh
Big ol' G's go—, uh-huh
'Bout to call my migo, uh-huh
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[Intro: Hunxho]
You ain't fuckin' with that one?
He not—, he not—

[Chorus: Hunxho]
Uh-huh, who want war like—, uh-huh
That's not your bitch, like—, uh-uh
Big ol' G's go—, uh-huh
'Bout to call my migo, uh-huh
Like Diddy Lan, uh-huh
I call the label, uh-huh
I need advance, uh-huh
Yeah, I need it fast

[Verse 1: Hunxho]
Racin' foreigns
I went through the block, remember shit was boring? (Shit was boring)
I'm in the booth while clutchin' on my Glock, told CG, "Keep recording"
Knots all in my pocket, I just dropped
Who brought the foreigns through the block?
I said I like how she preform, throw it back, like—, uh-huh
Then go to war, who own the song?
I know he be on that
Knock one down and roll his blunt
On my block, bitch, I'm stuck
I got rich, bitch, this ain't luck
Couldn't find no horses in my hood
It's crazy, my hood is in my trunk
I'm tryna stank one of them niggas, skunk
I'm tryna blank, I don't give a fuck
Still free P, nigga, he stuck
We had took rich, now look, we up
I had took his bitch, now he want war
But I can't beef 'bout no bitch
How you losing sleep 'bout no bitch?
And I can't turn shit down, load up, go slide with them chop sticks This shit for whoever want, free P
We can get it gutted, this a free nick
Working, they been asking 'bout where we been
Dancing high, then I go 'Vette
Then I go—, then I go Benz
Dancing high, then I go track (Woah, woah)
Then I go 'Cat, we get it in (Woah, woah)
Boy, you ain't nothin', hit it

[Chorus: Hunxho]

Uh-huh, who want war like—, uh-huh
That's not your bitch, like—, uh-uh
Big ol' G's go—, uh-huh
'Bout to call my migo, uh-huh
Like Diddy Lan, uh-huh
I call the label, uh-huh
I need advance, uh-huh
Yeah, I need it fast

[Verse 2: Tee Grizzley]
Oh, yeah (Oh, yeah)
Rock it on me, nigga, or I'll be takin'
Big ol' chain hittin' harder than Tatan
All of my niggas that's free got straps (For real)
All of my niggas that's locked got shanks (Shanks)
Stay out the way, stay down, get rich
If the straight narrow don't work, get bricks (Bricks)
Bad hoes come around us, get hit (Facts)
Linebackers on the squad, nigga, get blitzed (Baow)
We some rappers, and trappers, and head tappers, don't play with us (No)
Get caught in traffic, what the fuck, you lacking?
We got automatics, we gon' spray it up (Facts)
I was taking uppers to stay woke while I shoot these downers on the mega bus (Trap)
Take 75 out of Covington, matter fact, let me stop before I say too much (You lyin')
We don't talk at all, we get busy (Busy)
Send 'em guns shopping, get glizzies (Get Glocks)
Brodie caught two hats, he litty (Oh, he did?)
Ass gotta be fat, I'm picky (I'm picky)
I put sshit in the dirt in my city (No cap)
I don't fuck with these niggas, they iffy (Don't fuck)
I put shit in the dirt in your city (Right now)
Them boys gon' do whatever for Benji's

[Chorus: Hunxho]

Uh-huh, who want war like—, uh-huh
That's not your bitch, like—, uh-uh
Big ol' G's go—, uh-huh
'Bout to call my migo, uh-huh
Like Diddy Lan, uh-huh
I call the label, uh-huh
I need advance, uh-huh
Yeah, I need it fast

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