"Gorillas" lyrics

Adam Calhoun & Brodnax Lyrics

"Gorillas"

Ooh, they know we comin' with it
I'll bring it to you, you ain't even gotta come and get it
All that talkin', little baby, ain't nobody tryna hear it
We know you bluffin', them busters, no, they ain't fuckin' with us
The big gorillas, ooh, they know we comin' with it
I'll bring it to you, you ain't even gotta come and get it
All that talkin', little baby, ain't nobody tryna hear it
We know you bluffin', them busters, no, they ain't fuckin' with us
The big gorillas, ooh, they know we—

Country-rap killer [?] with the zipper
Gorilla, go get 'em, go-go-go get 'em
[?] Mr. Get-it-done, ain't nowhere to run
Get you some 'fore the gettin' gone, okay, here I come
Bitch, I'm posted live in 3-D, no freebies, I'm back in motion
Holy moly, no remote, so they know that they can't control it
Been the coldest cracker rappin' since I jumped up off the porches
Why y'all goin' back and forth? Take-take-take the game
All the same story that it's always been, just tryna be better men
Kick my ass? I'ma get back up and tell 'em, "Busters, try again"
Play to win for the fam, not the 'Gram, for the kids
When we gon' tell 'em what we was and what the fuck we did?
Barkin' on the internet, lyin' and talkin' shit
Think you really badass, well, bitch, I'm Billy the Kid
Know the Lord got me down here for somethin', so represent
Put that on Patricia, the one that gave me this life [?]

Ooh, they know we comin' with it
I'll bring it to you, you ain't even gotta come and get it
All that talkin', little baby, ain't nobody tryna hear it
We know you bluffin', them busters, no, they ain't fuckin' with us
The big gorillas, ooh, they know we comin' with it
I'll bring it to you, you ain't even gotta come and get it
All that talkin', little baby, ain't nobody tryna hear it
We know you bluffin', them busters, no, they ain't fuckin' with us
The big gorillas, ooh, they know we—

How come you don't say shit when we come around?
Knuckles draggin' on the ground like we some big silver-back gorillas
Back to business, you a pussy in a room full of k-killers
I make music like religion, shoot first, then ask forgiveness
Fuck a witness, never kill 'em softly, let 'em kick and holler
Lord, forgive 'em, Father; grown men actin' like some [?]
When they [?] they do some goofy shit for dollars
Your best friend'll change up for a couple followers
I been the same since bottom, seen sorrow in broken bottles
Got scars all over my body, been jumpin' fights from some towers
Let it rain, I don't need flowers; safe to say I been a problem
Make a motherfucker change lanes, that's what you call power

Ooh, they know we comin' with it
I'll bring it to you, you ain't even gotta come and get it
All that talkin', little baby, ain't nobody tryna hear it
We know you bluffin', them busters, no, they ain't fuckin' with us
The big gorillas, ooh, they know we comin' with it
I'll bring it to you, you ain't even gotta come and get it
All that talkin', little baby, ain't nobody tryna hear it
We know you bluffin', them busters, no, they ain't fuckin' with us
The big gorillas, ooh, they know we—


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