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lil shungite - guts lyrics

[verse 1 + levin]

i came back around hit this b+tch another time
you know i’m unstoppable
when i come back with shungite
every second that i spit i show u n+ggas that i’m him
i tap into the 6 i triple double no assist we on this sh+t
big metal walk around like my name guts
one hit turn u 360 end up in a box x’d out
b+tch n+gga cross yo name off the list
how could i stay mad i got yo b+tch on my d+ck ugh
and i got the goons attacking if we say so
got the beat from tufty put that n+gga on the payroll
everyone keep f+ckin with us try a different angle
misspell it, make it rain from heaven like an angel
oh but had to quicken up i used agility
the s p d increases so them n+ggas nеver catchin’ me
got hermеs boots but they designer matching my artilleries
i talk it to em sounding like quare
are you f+ckin with me?

[chorus + lil shungite]

yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh
what the f+ck
spill your f+cking guts
go berserk up on a boy and make his mouth shut
all my opposition yeah they music all suck
if you talking ‘bout some business i ain’t down to discuss
i am on a separate plane im feeling like a godhand
all these b+tches look at me and they lookin’ like “godd+mn”
godd+mn, godd+mn, why you spittin’ nonsense
if you ain’t about it i might leave you in a coffin
[verse 2 + lil shungite]

i might go and commit every mother f+cking felony
i might get arrested get sent to the penitentiary
y’all ready been knew that dis the project of the century
money money money money increase exponentially
i might pull up on you with a motherf+ckin’ knife
you gon’ leave with lacerations if you tryna fight
airstrike at yo house rain h+ll down from the f+ckin sky
when that homie quare come in yuh everyone gon’ die

[verse 3 + quare]

call my choppa taco bell, it’s f+cking up your guts
ayy, i break into the bank and then i’m stealing all the goods
i might rob your f+ckin grandma because i don’t give a f+ck
and i’m sitting on my money, b+tch i feel like i’m a duck
pull up to your b+tch and then i nail her like a coffin
i look at my money, that sh+t got me saying godd+mn
why you keep on talking, shut your motherf+cking mouth, d+mn
pull up to your function and we shutting that sh+t down
we committing every crime, shout out motherf+cking shungite
i could know exactly where you live, lil b+tch i just might
i take out my choppa and it eat you like a dust mite
it you talking down on fishgang then you gon’ die
i make all this money because i’m a f+cking burglar
b+tch i hop on any track and turn into a murderer
why you keep on lying, you a motherf+ckin perjurer
your girl listen to my sh+t and i ain’t even heard of her
[chorus + lil shungite]

yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh
what the f+ck
spill your f+cking guts
go berserk up on a boy and make his mouth shut
all my opposition yeah they music all suck
if you talking ‘bout some business i ain’t down to discuss
i am on a separate plane i’m feeling like a godhand
all these b+tches look at me and they lookin’ like “godd+mn”
godd+mn, godd+mn, why you spittin’ nonsense
if you ain’t about it i might leave you in a coffin

[verse 4 + lil shungite]

yuh ay yuh ay
pull up on yo block and then i let the choppa spray
pull up to your house and leave that b+tch in disarray
why the f+ck you laughin’ this is not a f+ckin joke bruh
all you p+ssies scared of me you talkin’ like you choked up
shut the f+ck up hating why you actin like you know us

- lil shungite lyrics

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