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gunplay - bitches ain't shit freestyle lyrics

[intro]
bank filled to the brim, spilt on my rims
windshield to the wind, cup of gin to the chin
jewels on my limbs, do not attempt
reach and i teach you, stay at arms-length

[verse]
bank filled to the brim, spilt on my rims
windshield to the wind, cup of gin to the chin
jewels on my limbs, do not attempt
reach and i teach you, stay at arms-length
streets so gray, sky stone gray
“where the b-tches?”, let’s see what the iphone say
money won’t stop and time won’t stay
broke muhf-ckas say crime don’t pay
i hide no face, still find no trace
a rap since i put that fire on that lace
hostile since c0ke in the nostril
skinny as pasta with a big ol’ mossberg
maybach machine, all you hear is cha-ching
never flew what i flown, all you seen was the wing
all black up from the shoes to the ring
includin’ the mink, i am as rude as you think
back on the turf like i never left the nerf
feel sorry for my mother, should’ve never had the birth
i never had a gift, d-mn sure had a curse
now who next to climb out the back of that he-rs-?

[outro]
yea, you already know gunplay
don adolf, logan
hail logan ha-ha-ha-ha

- gunplay lyrics

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