"GUTS" lyrics

(Young Rich Squad)
Hold up, hold up, hold up, haha

In her guts, backwoods I splat (Let's go)
I'm a dick, just who am I kiddin' (Who?)
Shorty, I kill that kitten (Kill that)
Shorty, I kill that kitten
What's wrong, why you feel like that?
Straight strong, I'm still like that
He goin' in the pack, Hellcat
You grown, just say it with your chest
Ain't tryna find out what's best
Ain't tryna find out what's a mess
I'm just tryna find out what's next
Ha, ha, ha
Pink Perc, poppin' Xans, oh, [?]
Codeine sippin', sealed, sealed down, not no chaser
I might throw it up, oh, ah, I need a [?]
She a model, oh, I need to thank her
Molly Santana, on the table
Huh, huh (Ha, ha)
In her guts, backwoods I splat
In her guts, backwoods I splat
You a snake, boy I hear that hiss
[?] not no Tris
[?]
Told her I was gon' handle [?]
Told her, "Yeah, I'm gon' kill that kitten"
Told her, "Bae, I'm gon' kill that kitten"
Told her, "Bae, I'm gon' kill that kitten"
Told her, "Bae, I'm gon' kill that kitten"
Hey, huh, 'til my heart stop
Off the Perc 10, I'm needin' one more
Twenty milligrams will get me right until she settle
I be certain bae's at work, I can fuck around and cuddle
She can say I threw them bands on her, but I ain't show love her though
Boat load, damn, baby boy, I [?]
The way I'm smokin' up these Backwoods, gon' go need [?]
[?] cut, ho
Like Backwoods, rollin' up guts
I might be just so out of touch
All ice, we fuckin' it up
Smokin' Backwoods, I'm in her guts

Backwoods, I'm in her guts
Like that, I'm in her guts
Like Backwoods, I smoke her guts
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