Teen Spirit Radio Vol 1

Lyrics
[Part I: Toxic Baby (Chicken Teriyaki)*] [Intro: BIGBABYGUCCI] Yeah You're now listening to Teen Spirit Radio live on Power 98 Thank you, GUCCI-woo Huh, fuck all that da-da shit Evil Empire You know where to find me, ayy [Chorus: BIGBABYGUCCI] My little baby so damn toxic Bought her Perc's and then she top me We movin' chickens, teriyaki I love the money like my side-bitch Don't put my money in no bank A Nike shoe-box be my safe Oh, I might shoot him in the face If he comin' to my place [Verse: BIGBABYGUCCI] Oh, he not gettin' cash Oh yeah, that's why he mad I got my Glock in a bag Boy, put them racks in a bag She pop a pill, we fuckin' on three tonight Boy, put that Glock down, you can't shoot it right Boy, you no trapper, you can't move right When I pull up she [?] like movie night [Chorus: BIGBABYGUCCI] My little baby so damn toxic Bought her Perc's and then she top me We movin' chickens, teriyaki I love the money like my side-bitch Don't put my money in no bank [Part II: Seen a Ghost*] [Intro: BIGBABYGUCCI] Then she start takin' the videos Dip on that bitch like you seen a ghost Evil Empire laughing all the way to the bank, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha I got a real bad-bad bitch Nail Perc's pink, she don't even think (Trap-a-Holics, real trap shit) I think I— (I think I—) [Verse: BIGBABYGUCCI] Said I gotta think They say that pressure creatin' the diamonds Well, I'm at the brink Bitch, I'm 'bout to break I got a real bad-bad bitch Nail Perc's pink, she don't even blink Then she start takin' the videos Dip on that bitch like you seen a ghost Got a problem with [?] on pretty hoes I'm in the chest while she spendin' my money up We tryna [?] this [?] 'cause you done enough Damn, you mistaken if you think you runnin' up I'm everywhere, who the fuck is you runnin' from? Pull up with sticks then we don't do no one-on-one That bitch a thot, she can't wait for the summer And she got ass, she get that from her momma Hit that bitch four times, tell my dick that I'm Stunna Bend that bitch back, I'ma beat like a drummer (You're now listening to Teen Spirit Radio live on Power 98, thank you, GUCCI-woo) Keep me a rifle, you think I'm a hunter These niggas snitching, they lyin', your honor And she gon' fuck even though this a [?] She [heard the music?] and that's why she wonder This not a jersey, my shirt NUMBER (N)INE I'm never worried, I grew up in crime I smoke the dope just to pass me some time My bitch love coke but don't pass her a line (But don't pass her a line) Shit gettin' old (Shit gettin' old) Still on go (Still on go) Still won't fold (Still won't fold), know some [?], them tiny [?] (Them tiny [?]) Ain't no vibin' with no ho Get me mine and then I go Need my time and need my dope [?] [Part III: End of the Movie! (Carlos Boozer)*] [Intro] You're tuned in to the industry's finest DJ: DJ Gutta, the mothafuckin' mixtape king, you bastards [Verse: BIGBABYGUCCI] Ain't nobody gon' touch me Shoutout to my city and my gang, yeah, they love me I just make her roll my woods, I don't ever let her fuck me Hold up, shoutout to my hood 1500, we some trouble Heard you like to flex, but you ain't got no muscle We just brought the TECs, huh, we don't like to tussle Hope you got a vest, my bullets gon' love ya I don't like to text, I just called your Uber Hope you know you givin' neck or you will get a Uber My bitch got a OnlyFans, I call her a shooter But I am her only fan, put my dick into her Cryin' 'bout a follow count, boy you are a loser I just dunked on yo' bitch, call me Carlos Boozer [Part IV: Jason Vorhees] [Intro: Jessie Reyez & BIGBABYGUCCI] I feel what you feel when you're far away When you're far away When you're far away, oh Yuh (Yuh, yuh, yuh) Where did we begin, uh Ayy, know you're tired of that shit (Tired of that shit) Yuh (Yuh, yuh, yuh) Ayy (Ayy, ayy, ayy) [Pre-Chorus: BIGBABYGUCCI] Wit' a mask on, baby, I'm Jason Silhouette, yo' body I'm tracin' Swear it's too much time we wastin' I'ma chill, I ain't even gon' say shit [Chorus: BIGBABYGUCCI] I'm thinking, "Where did we begin?" 'Cause we gon' finish on the bed I told you I was in a rush But you ain't tryna hear that shit
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Credits
- Writers
- BIGBABYGUCCI
- FISH