hxzz - gnarly lyrics
gnarly lyrics
[intro]
phantom
[chorus]
okay, i’m outside
shawty double up, i told you, b+tch, i won’t die
f+cking gnarly, i won’t take another coke line
full stop i ain’t gotta get my soul tied
i’m with the gang
b+tch, i’m getting fuzzy, i ain’t talking ’bout the pain
take another shot, b+tch, i ain’t talking ’bout the game
get the f+ck out, fool a b+tch who’s in my lane
full size clip, get a bullet to the brain
[verse 1]
okay, i just said, “no, b+tch, f+ck it, how you doing?”
get me another joint ’cause i be posted, i ain’t foolin’
i be schemin’, run it up i mix it with the lean, i be a shooter
she got a dump truck so i told her take her choosing (phantom)
i f+ckin’ told you i ain’t losing, b+tch, i’m coolin’
knock a f+cker out, see the blood f+ckin’ oozin’
slit my f+ckin’ wrist and now i’m posted, b+tch, i’m juulin’
can’t accеpt the fact you so petty, you so—
[pre+chorus]
lay down low, don’t love a dancing polе
bro, don’t check up on a ho, i got a feeling she’s a toe
finna get another bag, i got a feeling she a dagger in my chest
it’s like a matter of what’s happened, i’ma go
b+tch, i’m down at the bottom, i drown my soul with a bottle
can ask a b+tch, i’ma doubt ’em, if you won’t f+ck me, i’ma throw
all my wish in gutter, i got a b+tch, she a hottie
i’m swerving like maserati, get me another line of coke
[chorus]
okay, i’m outside
shawty double up, i told you, b+tch, i won’t die
f+cking gnarly, i won’t take another coke line
full stop i ain’t gotta get my soul tied
i’m with the gang
b+tch, i’m getting fuzzy, i ain’t talking ’bout the pain
take another shot, b+tch, i ain’t talking ’bout the game
get the f+ck out, fool a b+tch who’s in my lane
full size clip, get a bullet to the brain
[verse 2]
i need your nikes, lil’ b+tch, come and fight me
you got my name on your check, i told a f+cker, “come lightly”
his face is gnarly, she caught him cheating at parties
and when she asked him, “what’s up?”
b+tch, he said, “what? just like carti”
i fantasize ’bout your body
i condescend on my ‘gatti
i f+ck with people who fake
i f+ck with people with money
i got my shawty, two clips loaded with a jewel, i need a barbie
fool+proof f+cker with a tool, i told ’em
[pre+chorus]
lay down low, don’t love a dancing pole
bro, don’t check up on a ho, i got a feeling she’s a toe
finna get another bag, i got a feeling she a dagger in my chest
it’s like a matter of what’s happened, i’ma go
b+tch, i’m down at the bottom, i drown my soul with a bottle
can ask a b+tch, i’ma doubt ’em, if you won’t f+ck me, i’ma throw
all my wish in gutter, i got a b+tch, she a hottie
i’m swerving like maserati, get me another line of coke
[chorus]
okay, i’m outside
shawty double up, i told you, b+tch, i won’t die
f+cking gnarly, i won’t take another coke line
full stop i ain’t gotta get my soul tied
i’m with the gang
b+tch, i’m getting fuzzy, i ain’t talking ’bout the pain
take another shot, b+tch, i ain’t talking ’bout the game
get the f+ck out, fool a b+tch who’s in my lane
full size clip, get a bullet to the brain
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