champagne poetry

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BIGBABYGUCCI - Rap, Leak

champagne poetry

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[Chorus] Ayy, champagne poetry Is you real? You 'posed to be Thought he was a dog, tell him killers got right off the leash Nigga, I'm not slipping, but you know you boys not holdin' me I can tell you pussy, he still screamin', ain't no ho in me Fast forward, I'm livin', I'm tryna just maintain I'll hop on a boat or a jet, I ain't givin' no fucks, I'll get that cake I ain't fuckin' with you, I ain't fuckin' with them, all you niggas just broke anyway And these hoes sniffin' coke anyway I'm so stingy, took both of the plays [Verse] Have you caught you or bought you a face? Know you boys done lost anyway In all black, so a nigga just fade Know I had to get me some lil' K Ain't nobody gon' save the day Think my brother is [?] I hate to come shave yo' face With a razor, I'm 'bout to get back on I was locked up, I had me a black phonе Breathin' right on her back like a dragon Bitch, you cappin', hit that with my hat on And shе got a brand-new GUCCI tat' on Know you lyin' if you say I fell off Whoopin' ass, I gotta take my belt off Let you pass, but you know you hoin' me These the realest of flows, supposedly I'm talkin' champagne poetry Had me a bag then I blew it Car too fast, you can't afford it Fuck a nigga steering wheel for This bitch automated Real cash out, spent a lot in Vegas Can't be made, this the way I paid it And my hits goin' daily major I don't give a fuck if a nigga talkin' I just care if the numbers do Stuck on grind like Tony Hawk Goddamn, think my thumb is blue I ain't been thinkin' 'bout the realest jewels Tryna stock up on the illest twos Hit the engine, put the bitch in cruise Hit the lights now, you know how we move I'm outside, don't walk up Real nigga might get gunned down Paranoid nigga, I'll chalk somethin' I ain't never havin' no fun now I need you, don't run now Heart is full of love If they fuck with you, they bound to catch a slug Man, I'm high as fuck, I'm starin' in the mirror Swear I heard someone say, "What you here for?" Am I really this high where I really hear somethin'? I just let this [?], bitch, I'm astral-projecting I came in with just two people, baby, Smith and Wesson I don't come alone, baby, yeah, this is a collective I told her pull up naked, I got somethin' to address ya And if you got a man, I told her be ready to X him [Chorus] Champagne poetry Is you real? You 'posed to be Thought he was a dog, tell him killers got right off the leash Nigga, I'm not slipping, but you know you boys not holdin' me I can tell you pussy, he still screamin', ain't no ho in me Fast forward, I'm livin', I'm tryna just maintain I'll hop on a boat or a jet, I ain't givin' no fucks, I'll get that cake I ain't fuckin' with you, I ain't fuckin' with them, all you niggas just broke anyway And these hoes sniffin' coke anyway I'm so stingy, took both of the plays

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  • BIGBABYGUCCI
  • FISH