bronson's beats & gypsy kid - bulletproof (ryb remix) lyrics
[intro: gypsy kid]
pah, pah, pah, uh+uh, alright
gypsy!
[verse 1: gypsy kid]
looks like [?], but it’s [?] coat (what?)
[?] so [?], that it’d turn a n+gga cold
gyps’ can’t lie, only spitting what i know
i know legends die quick, r.i.p. to pop smoke
r.i.p. to juice wrld, r.i.p. to jahseh
gypsy gotta speak the truth that n0body dare say
d+mn straight, i been winning out the womb to today
got your girl at my place, and she tryna char my steak, d+mn
(is that racist?) y’all be so f+ckin’ basic
can’t handle [?], i’m flying around in my sp+ceship
started out in the bas+m+nt, now i’m up on the moon
gypsy really a god, i’m making the planet move
i only do what i choose, cutting off all these fools
swinging ’round with my d+ck, and leaving enemies bruised
you riding around with you’re goons, bumpin’ ’round to this tune
make sure to crank it all up ’till its blasting out your roof, f+ck
[chorus: gypsy kid]
back on my c+cky sh+t again, yeah
man, it feels good not to pretend (it feels good, yeah)
that i’m not just the motherf+cking best, yeah (i’m the best)
ride around with the bulletproof vest, ’cause i tend to off+
back on my c+cky sh+t again, yeah (what)
man, it feels good not to pretend, what
that i’m not just the motherf+cking best, yeah (the best)
ride around with the bulletproof vest, ’cause i tend to offend
[verse 2: gypsy kid]
use your passes, slippin’ right past ’em
keeping up passion, i’m never lackin’
opps run across us, put ’em in caskets
yes, i’m a monster, spit like a dragon
rollin’ my weed, i don’t wanna pass it
dreams come true, dawg+ b+tch, i’m alladin
david blane sh+t, doing my magic
used to be [?]+ what the f+ck, cappin’
forget it, you n+ggas bloddy get it
they treat me like i’m seven, but i’m stranger than eleven
gotta figure out his brethren to know who he taking with him
yes, i’m still sick with the flow, b+tch+ every bar is f+cking venom
i got off of my ass+ yes, i race to the cash
i invent, that’s my bag, but you n+ggas f+cking trash
i might still go f+ck your b+tch, while we smoke up on a zit
p+ssy n+ggas throw a fit+ can’t get worse? then how ’bout this?
f+ck your god, f+ck your clique
f+ck your mom, f+ck your b+tch
f+ck your spouse, f+ck your kids
gypsy gonna make it big
i’ve been working hard as sh+t, all i ever do is win
we are polar opposites, now how’s that sh+t for a diss, b+tch?
[chorus: gypsy kid]
back on my c+cky sh+t again, yeah
man, it feels good not to pretend (it feels good, yeah)
that i’m not just the motherf+cking best, yeah (i’m the best)
ride around with the bulletproof vest, ’cause i tend to off+ (what, what)
back on my c+cky sh+t again, yeah (yeah)
man, it feels good not to pretend, what
that i’m not just the motherf+cking best, yeah
ride around with the bulletproof vest, ’cause i tend to offend
[verse 3: ryb]
(in need of transcription)
[chorus: gypsy kid]
back on my c+cky sh+t again, yeah
man, it feels good not to pretend (it feels good, yeah)
that i’m not just the motherf+cking best, yeah (i’m the best)
ride around with the bulletproof vest, ’cause i tend to off+ (what, what)
back on my c+cky sh+t again, yeah (yeah)
man, it feels good not to pretend, what
that i’m not just the motherf+cking best, yeah
ride around with the bulletproof vest, ’cause i tend to offend
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