Gunnlib Westside Gunn

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[Intro]
Brr

[Verse 1]
Ayo, street sweepers hanging out the Corniches (Brr)
Walked on water way before Jesus (Ah)
Cooked the brick with no stove, pushed the gold Demon (Skrrt)
Before I tell, kill me twice, nigga, know the reasons
Right on the tip of my tongue
Ayo, akh been locked up about a hundred seasons (Ah)
Turned two to five, it was pure genius
Saint Laurent jean suit, heard the Margielas screeching (Skrrt)
Go to B block, you know Doc got the seasonings
Pole by the prayer rug, leave it (Ah)
Now we gon' break fast, Louis for the remix
Ten o'clock count, we make Salaat up in Neiman's
Five times a day, I did a hundred in a Bimmer (Skrrt)
Right on the tip of my tongue

[Chorus]
Didn't hit 'em all, but it was close enough (Brr)
Did it broad day, so you know it's us (Boom, boom,boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Going down Bailey in the Maybach (Skrrt)
Kicked down the door, where the safe at? (Ah)
Didn't hit 'em all, but it was close enough (Brr)
Did it broad day, so you know it's us
Going down Bailey in the Maybach (Skrrt)
Kicked down the door, where the safe at? (Ah)
Right on the tip of my tongue (Flygod)