"Thirteen Gauge" lyrics
Yeah
Bitch ass niggas, man
Yeah
Got me fucked up, nigga
Uh
I can show you how the devil look (Uh huh)
Face paralysed, bells palsy, still I'm the better, look (Hahaha!)
Sent a message, thirteen gauge, bullets, leg in a bush
Left him prostethic knee down, he need another foot (Boom boom boom boom)
By the standards set, it was looking nasty
Heard lil bro and them did it, shit, I won't put it past 'em (Lil kid)
Every time I'm in the zone, I go and cook a classic, uh
Showtime like young Irvin, no looking past me (Woo!)
Been stuffing baggies since back when Drake was shooting Degrassi (Uh huh)
My lil bitch like to get nasty and she look like Cassie (Ahh!)
Cook it up so clean, the work was looking glassy (Whip)
Used to post up front of the store, my knuckles looking ashy (Talk to 'em!)
Watch how you talking to me, I'd advise to stop you out
Hang you from the window like my office hours were nine to five (Big real)
My album's the reason the rate for violent crimes is high (Uh)
And the record company's monetised (Talk to these niggas, king)
What you know about selling cracks on the back block
Bagging up in your room, granny up front, she watching Matlock (Woo!)
Mac pop at your trap spot
Y'all niggas rap good but you pussy and from a rent block (Pop pop pop pop)
Grimy rap, I got that locked (Machine, nigga)
Yeah, you know Buzzer doing twelve (Uh)
He got some extra time, they found the bonecrusher in his cell (Damn)
Grimiest of all time, don't give a fuck about no sales (Ah)
If I ain't on top yet, tell them niggas I'm on they head (I'm on the heads, nigga!)
Riding through the city with my Glock, mhm (Pause)
You know they tryna trick me out my spot, mhm (You know that, you know they trying)
They said it get lonely at the top, mhm (It get lonely)
Getting chicken, no need to stop (Hahaha!)
Went from selling Os of yola making plays, mhm
To [?] spots, a hundred bands a day, mhm (Facts)
This bitch don't wanna leave, she wanna stay, mhm
Bitch don't wanna leave, she wanna stay, mhm
Ah, mix the soda and the fentanyl, odourless (Whip up, ah)
Get you booked at your door, nigga, I'm Jevovah with this (Boom boom boom boom boom)
Let the forty kick, lay emotionless (Pop pop pop pop)
It's over with (Boom boom boom boom boom)
Mix the soda and the fentanyl, odourless (Talk to 'em!)
Get you booked at your door, nigga, I'm Jevovah with this, uh (Boom boom boom boom boom)
Let the forty kick, you lay emotionless (Pop pop pop pop)
It's over with (Boom boom boom boom boom)
Bitch ass niggas, man
Yeah
Got me fucked up, nigga
Uh
I can show you how the devil look (Uh huh)
Face paralysed, bells palsy, still I'm the better, look (Hahaha!)
Sent a message, thirteen gauge, bullets, leg in a bush
Left him prostethic knee down, he need another foot (Boom boom boom boom)
By the standards set, it was looking nasty
Heard lil bro and them did it, shit, I won't put it past 'em (Lil kid)
Every time I'm in the zone, I go and cook a classic, uh
Showtime like young Irvin, no looking past me (Woo!)
Been stuffing baggies since back when Drake was shooting Degrassi (Uh huh)
My lil bitch like to get nasty and she look like Cassie (Ahh!)
Cook it up so clean, the work was looking glassy (Whip)
Used to post up front of the store, my knuckles looking ashy (Talk to 'em!)
Watch how you talking to me, I'd advise to stop you out
Hang you from the window like my office hours were nine to five (Big real)
My album's the reason the rate for violent crimes is high (Uh)
And the record company's monetised (Talk to these niggas, king)
What you know about selling cracks on the back block
Bagging up in your room, granny up front, she watching Matlock (Woo!)
Mac pop at your trap spot
Y'all niggas rap good but you pussy and from a rent block (Pop pop pop pop)
Grimy rap, I got that locked (Machine, nigga)
Yeah, you know Buzzer doing twelve (Uh)
He got some extra time, they found the bonecrusher in his cell (Damn)
Grimiest of all time, don't give a fuck about no sales (Ah)
If I ain't on top yet, tell them niggas I'm on they head (I'm on the heads, nigga!)
Riding through the city with my Glock, mhm (Pause)
You know they tryna trick me out my spot, mhm (You know that, you know they trying)
They said it get lonely at the top, mhm (It get lonely)
Getting chicken, no need to stop (Hahaha!)
Went from selling Os of yola making plays, mhm
To [?] spots, a hundred bands a day, mhm (Facts)
This bitch don't wanna leave, she wanna stay, mhm
Bitch don't wanna leave, she wanna stay, mhm
Ah, mix the soda and the fentanyl, odourless (Whip up, ah)
Get you booked at your door, nigga, I'm Jevovah with this (Boom boom boom boom boom)
Let the forty kick, lay emotionless (Pop pop pop pop)
It's over with (Boom boom boom boom boom)
Mix the soda and the fentanyl, odourless (Talk to 'em!)
Get you booked at your door, nigga, I'm Jevovah with this, uh (Boom boom boom boom boom)
Let the forty kick, you lay emotionless (Pop pop pop pop)
It's over with (Boom boom boom boom boom)
