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kidd gwuapo - stupid slutt lyrics

[intro]
ruele stop playing wit these n+ggas
woooooooooo

[verse 1: kidd gwuapo]
feds buldin’ cases watch a rat n+gga fold
i had a fraud case but now case closed
she gon f+ck for a big bankroll
d+mn you lil stupid luh sl+tt
that grits ass n+gga payin’ rent every month
she at the bnb and i’m gettin’ sucked up
ian kissin’ on you b+tch got me f+cked up
nickname me gwuapo cuz i’m all about bucks
poured up body truck
and that b+tch gon f+ck
lemme get in them buns
she said i’m not the one
but that sauce too crazy now my d+ck in her tongue
them broke ass n+ggas ain’t got no funds
i cook out the pot when i hop in the stu
i’m on the mic talkin’ sh+t my pockets full of blues
always f+cked the law can’t go by the rules
i’m on the e+way cuttin’ up i’m actin’ a fool
b+tch the drugs on you, b+tch the percs on you
she lemme swipe my yat and my yat went through
pineapple fanta might pour me a deuce
i told her bring me one and she bought me back two

[verse 2: amazi racks]
man these quiet ass n+ggas ain’t makin no noise
i’m tryna hit the dealership $100,00 on toys
i straight finesse ian never had one job
he flippin’ to flex i call him spongebob
think a n+gga gon be scare just cuz he gotta gun
this foreign racing down yo block n+gga you better run
better not say a word cause ian hear nun
boi you is a f+cking ham don’t make me wack like a bum
while you was racing to the finish i was already done
you said you up 100 racks i’m 101
think a n+gga wit gon be slippin but we gotta gun
everytime i take a l lesson already learnt
we finna play and hit the road cause our city too burnt
my homie askin’ if i’m straight cause i’m really to turnt
these ain’t no walmart bullets boi they really gon hurt
i’m a drown a dumb n+gga think he catchin’ his drug
plug catch me in scat g’s ain’t catchin’ a whip
i been stalkin’ on a site so i’m catchin’ a bin
so if they wanna drop twice i’m a catch

[verse 3: jwett pablo]
jwett pablo on the beat u kno that’s jwett
i just put you jwett
this an srt not a regular dodge
and the opps watch all of em dodge
hit you wit dis .223 that’s 2 tylenol
i can’t f+ck wit dat n+gga i kno he a rat (he a raaaat)
i can’t wit hoe i kno she a thot (she a thoooot)
stupid n+gga steady snitchin’ on his f+cking rap
but a 3.5 wit my brother lookin’ like a back
she wanna sousing on my pack ian no ba pwen
she wanna sousing on my pack ian no zeb man
momma mad cause we growing dread man
n+ggas snitchin’ like it’s fresh sh+t they get out next day
i was skippin’ school you was skippin’ in the hallways
i’m always number one like pay all the way
you kno i keep the chrome like the same chromosome
we don’t shoot for fun if a n+gga do us wrong then we gotta up the gun
in the street there’s a lotta sh+t that i can’t condone
if you get on the jwett then put yo brother on
jwett pablo on the beat u kno that’s jwett
she think you a dog b+tch sike you pet
i can’t do my lady wrong i can’t do my n+ggas wrong, even tho my heart is frèt
balling on these n+ggas and i’m shooting straight net
but ian gettin’ into a new york so ian playin for brooklyn nets
he thinkin’ he scammer but he got faked yet
hahaha
yuh yuh fake scammin’ ahh n+gguh yuh

- kidd gwuapo lyrics

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