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sxmpra & 1nonly – guts! lyrics

[intro]
av with that drip, ho

[chorus: 1nonly]
ayy, like what the f+ck? motherf+cker got a bullet through his lungs
keep a clutch, i pop a hollow and serve it to his gut
shawty f+ck, i’m in the function, don’t mean to interrupt
i got money that move it like groupies, i can’t get enough
i got a steel heater, pop a blue demon, in a two seater
cool beamer, watch this two beat him
when he move wierd, i move deeper
why he move different? gotta cool ruger
he a b+tch, he a school teacher, i’m the school shooter

[verse 1: sxmpra]
ayy, sit down, i’m boutta tеach a f+cking lesson
motherf+ckers acting crazy, guеss i gotta keep ’em guessing?
just a bunch of f+cking clowns (haha)
one bat to the head, who the f+ck is laughing now?
you wanna step to me? i’ll let it end for free
i got a lotta f+cking demons, i’m the centerpiece
h+ll is meant for me, go ‘head and bend your knees
take a swing, b+tch, this’ll be your ending scene
i’ll break your motherf+cking face
when i feel the bass, i cut like razor f+cking blade, i put ‘em in a grave
run away ’cause a p+ssy motherf+cka’ never wanna be the one to face
the entity sending the f+ckers well beneath to a sunken place
i know you know my name (f+ck you)
pull up on a motherf+cker, get out the whip, i gotta let sh+t rip
f+ck another one, i gotta do it alone, i really gotta be the one to make a name done stick
so b+tch, don’t even try to save me
’cause i’m too far in the abyss, i stay f+cking decaying, don’t play me
[chorus: 1nonly]
ayy, like what the f+ck? motherf+cker got a bullet through his lungs
keep a clutch, i pop a hollow and serve it to his gut
shawty f+ck, i’m in the function, don’t mean to interrupt
i got money that move it like groupies, i can’t get enough
i got a steel heater, pop a blue demon, in a two seater
cool beamer, watch this two beat him
when he move wierd, i move deeper
why he move different? gotta cool ruger
he a b+tch, he a school teacher, i’m the school shooter

[verse 2: sxmpra & 1nonly]
i need a motherf+cking break
b+tch, what the f+ck do you want?
bullet to ya’ dome
got a f+ckin’ bag, now i’m creepin’ out the catacombs
b+tch, what the f+ck you talking? i’ma bring the mac from home
yo’ b+tch, she wanna f+ck on me and her friend, she wanna tag along
you know i’m needin’ my profit, you p+ssies speakin’ like prophets
so f+ckin’ back up and stop it, i spin yo’ jaw like a sprocket, i’m poppin’
i got my racks up like nothing, she want my d+ck in her stomach
got .40 rounds in this clip and, got forty bands in the function, like what the f+ck?

- sxmpra 1nonly lyrics

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