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yung bans & ynw melly - gutta bitch lyrics

[intro]
danny, i see you

[chorus: yung bans, ynw melly & both]
my lil’ gutta b-tch
yeah, that’s my lil’ gutta b-tch
i don’t really love the b-tch so i can never trust a b-tch
uh, wipe her off
man, you got a dusty, dusty
she is just a dusty b-tch
these hoes be out here sucking d-ck
these hoes be out here sucking d-ck so i can’t even worry ’bout her
push up in the bih’, i swerve out
eat that p-ssy, i beat her nerves out
i up that f-cking draco and i knock that f-cking perc out me
you talking ’bout that, ain’t stunting ’bout that
these n-gg-s ain’t wit’ it, i’m the one who shot him

[verse: ynw melly & yung bans]
yeah, i’m the one who shot him
we geeking off of that hen’, dawg, i’m gon’ do oxycontin
your b-tch spoiled rotten
we getting h-lla bands
and i’m with yung bans
we shooting at your mans
let’s get it, let’s get it, let’s get it, let’s go
ain’t aiming at legs, i shoot at your throat
on the ox right now, i been f-cking too long
having too much paper, i could never go broke
these n-gg-s be plumbing, what you on?
stick gon’ hit, blow ya dome
it’s that 1of1 sh-t, i don’t wear vlone
i don’t wear vlone
these hoes eat the d-ck like some cheese, provolone
.40 wit’ a d-ck inside the load
runnin’ up on melly, i’m like, “baby, what the h-ll you on?”
boy, what the f-ck is you on?
you pull up on me and i bust at ya b-m
i ain’t tryna rip through your ribs
i’m tryna rip through your face
these n-gg-s talkin’ like they wit’ it
we pull up, and i came in first place
shot a couple p-ssy n-gg-s in the face
i would never stab you in your back
and the uzi, like the ratatat
brrrat, 3 shots
n-gg-s be talkin’ like they wit’ it, boy
b-tch, you only got 3 shots
yeah, ridin’ ’round with like 3 glocks
and we aimin’ at your tip top
rockstar, like slipknot
try the gang, p-ssy get popped
slime ya out, yeah, big slime
100 rounds, go hit the block and he beat it out
that p-ssy water, i might have to eat it out
ain’t show no love, i was broke, but just look how they treat me now
yeah, my b-tch ain’t play around
leave you in the lost and found
still got that 30 round
it’ll send ya downtown
i ain’t tryna make explosion sounds
sh-t sound like blaow blaow
been a hot boy since a child
y’all p-ssy n-gg-s living foul
and n-gg- playin’, bring that demon out
them sliders, slide and wipe you out
and we ain’t really wit’ that pillowtalk
we’ll really wipe ya down

- yung bans ynw melly lyrics

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