GUT$ by TuMaggz Lyrics
[Intro: TuMaggz]
Bi-Bi-Bitch I feel like Guts, I’m bout to go berserk
Treatin' bitches sweetly but to niggas I’m a jerk
Maggz the type of nigga that might pull up at your work
Pull up at the wrong time bet you’ll get murked
[Chorus: TuMaggz]
Bitch I feel like Guts, I’m bout to go berserk
Treatin' bitches sweetly but to niggas I’m a jerk
Maggz the type of nigga that might pull up at your work
Pull up at the wrong time bet you’ll get murked
Snackin' on your bitch that pussy tasting like desert
Once I stick it in work it out and make her squirt
Got that long wood bitches call me Vic Firth
I ain’t spendin' racks on shit, you can search my net worth
[Verse 1: TuMaggz]
Smokin' on this tree gon' hit your face just like an airbag
Kush so strong got me feelin' like I’m jet lagged
Made this shit for free, don’t give a fuck about a price tag
I’m in Hong Kong with the strap up in my duffel bag
I just booked a flight to Metairie to see my family
But I’ll return like Gandalf
Black Wizard up out the 503
Up all night reciting verses G
With perfect symmetry
Run circles on the beat
This shit so fire, you had to hit repeat
[Verse 2: TuMaggz]
I’m whippin' hearses
Pimpin' nurses
Snatchin' purses
Cursin' fuck
Crushin' verses
They dispersin'
Kick drum hittin' like a truck
HHM we’re satan’s children, we were sent to fuck shit up
Once we lock you in our sights say your prayers, you’re out of luck
[Chorus: TuMaggz]
Bitch I feel like Guts, I’m bout to go berserk
Treatin' bitches sweetly but to niggas I’m a jerk
Maggz the type of nigga that might pull up at your work
Pull up at the wrong time bet you’ll get murked
Snackin' on your bitch that pussy tasting like desert
Once I stick it in work it out and make her squirt
Got that long wood, bitches call me Vic Firth
I ain’t spendin' racks on shit you can search my net worth
[Verse 3: Witchouse 40k]
Bitch you got a hollow tip but nothin' to attach it to
If you got an issue, I'ma pull up with a bag or two
Choppa gonna raid, I'ma pull up with a mag or two
You a fan of me but no bitch, I am not a fan of you
Pull up on your bitch, shawty suck me in the cockpit
Witchouse empty out yo' brain like your pockets
Tossin' semi, I'm gon' put you in a Coffin'
Robbin' bitch, I look like Guts when I'm carvin'
[Chorus: TuMaggz]
Bitch I feel like Guts, I’m bout to go berserk
Treatin' bitches sweetly but to niggas I’m a jerk
Maggz the type of nigga that might pull up at your work
Pull up at the wrong time bet you’ll get murked
Bi-Bi-Bitch I feel like Guts, I’m bout to go berserk
Treatin' bitches sweetly but to niggas I’m a jerk
Maggz the type of nigga that might pull up at your work
Pull up at the wrong time bet you’ll get murked
[Chorus: TuMaggz]
Bitch I feel like Guts, I’m bout to go berserk
Treatin' bitches sweetly but to niggas I’m a jerk
Maggz the type of nigga that might pull up at your work
Pull up at the wrong time bet you’ll get murked
Snackin' on your bitch that pussy tasting like desert
Once I stick it in work it out and make her squirt
Got that long wood bitches call me Vic Firth
I ain’t spendin' racks on shit, you can search my net worth
[Verse 1: TuMaggz]
Smokin' on this tree gon' hit your face just like an airbag
Kush so strong got me feelin' like I’m jet lagged
Made this shit for free, don’t give a fuck about a price tag
I’m in Hong Kong with the strap up in my duffel bag
I just booked a flight to Metairie to see my family
But I’ll return like Gandalf
Black Wizard up out the 503
Up all night reciting verses G
With perfect symmetry
Run circles on the beat
This shit so fire, you had to hit repeat
[Verse 2: TuMaggz]
I’m whippin' hearses
Pimpin' nurses
Snatchin' purses
Cursin' fuck
Crushin' verses
They dispersin'
Kick drum hittin' like a truck
HHM we’re satan’s children, we were sent to fuck shit up
Once we lock you in our sights say your prayers, you’re out of luck
[Chorus: TuMaggz]
Bitch I feel like Guts, I’m bout to go berserk
Treatin' bitches sweetly but to niggas I’m a jerk
Maggz the type of nigga that might pull up at your work
Pull up at the wrong time bet you’ll get murked
Snackin' on your bitch that pussy tasting like desert
Once I stick it in work it out and make her squirt
Got that long wood, bitches call me Vic Firth
I ain’t spendin' racks on shit you can search my net worth
[Verse 3: Witchouse 40k]
Bitch you got a hollow tip but nothin' to attach it to
If you got an issue, I'ma pull up with a bag or two
Choppa gonna raid, I'ma pull up with a mag or two
You a fan of me but no bitch, I am not a fan of you
Pull up on your bitch, shawty suck me in the cockpit
Witchouse empty out yo' brain like your pockets
Tossin' semi, I'm gon' put you in a Coffin'
Robbin' bitch, I look like Guts when I'm carvin'
[Chorus: TuMaggz]
Bitch I feel like Guts, I’m bout to go berserk
Treatin' bitches sweetly but to niggas I’m a jerk
Maggz the type of nigga that might pull up at your work
Pull up at the wrong time bet you’ll get murked