Bubba Chuck Westside Gunn

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[Intro]
Brr
Ayo, ayo, ayo
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom

[Verse]
Ayo, every other second, fiends knocking at the door (Ah)
All you heard was Valentino screeching on the floor (Ah)
Hanging out the 458 with the .44 (Skr)
Seen Flee up the block, the nigga hollered, “Lord, lord” (Lord, lord)
Banana clip out the MAC-10, my niggas score more (Brr, brr, brr)
Floor seats, watching LeBron, I left the fourth quarter (Ah)
Johnny Dang neck, I spent a quarter on water (Ah)
Balenciaga bucket, meet the black Tom Sawyer, uh
Ten minutes before lockdown, grab the goya (Ah)
Kick you fucking gook, I’m upstairs, fucking Toya (Ah)
Part up the middle, Bubba Chuck for the Hoyas (Swish)
Blew his head off, crack a safe for the lawyer (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Fendi for the boots, the high point with the booler (Mmh)
Making Salaat, got twenty shooters next Jumu'ah (Brr, brr)
Next shot, Joe Dumars (Boom, boom, boom, boom boom)
Ayo, from the 3, all net, Isaiah Thomas (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Fashion Week, me and Kim Jones with the chopper (Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)
Dice game, Saint Lauren down, put out the whopper (Ah)
Who you be? Walking on water, I be the opulent (I be Opulent)
Left wrist, right wrist, I better lock this shit (Whip)

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