Bullet Wound

LETRA

Bullet Wound

Gucci Mane LaFlare, millionaire but don't give no care
Tote my pistol anywhere, go to war with a grizzly bear
Burn yo' house with yo' kids in there
Called the folks I had Mid in there
A-K & my Sig in there, drop top V12 cylinder
Your girl never had Christian Louboutins so I bought her a pair
Really it's not an affair cause she fuc*** a millionaire
Mack-10, with a coolant fool
These f*** niggas with bullet wounds
Extensions hanging out my britches
You can see this from a distance
I got Bloods and Crips with 30 clips
Fresh ass ni*** with a dirty pistol
I'm the same ni*** that fuc*** yo' sister
You so broke, can't buy no pistol
I'll buy yo' bitch, I'll buy yo' life
Don't no one but yo mama miss ya
Every day I'm on drive ni***, never catch me in neutral
I ain't doin' nothing in reverse
I wear Louie shoes, ni***, not Converse
This concert is my convert
Got the right plan but the wrong person
I got yellow gold, I got rose gold
I got pink diamonds like Starburst
I don't rehearse, I don't plan first
I need a strong hook, I call the right person

Yella bone, butt naked
If the pu*** wack eject it
Man all my hoes be actin' like detectives
But I don't give a f*** & if I did I would give it to you
That rainbow has two colors, rhythm & blues, yeah
I just sold Father Time a time zone
Say we runnin' out of time
Tell that to a time bomb yeah
Then she kiss me on my bullet wound
Who are you, cause motherfuc*** I'm me, fuckin' right
And if she say she catching that nut, I throw a strike
I can't believe this butter, go get my butter knife
Shoot a ni*** twice in case he live a double life
Lil Tunechi yeah

Shawty pu*** wet, the dope dripping wet
I live a double life, I got a stupid dumb check
I do the shit that rappers do without a rap check
I shit on hoes & pour up foes, I got street respect
I hit you with that carbon, you won't live a double life
I hit two niggas last week so I got double stripes
Foreign bad bitch & she fuckin' on sight
I go Hublos, I got Rollies, I got ice on top of ice

Yella bone, butt naked
If the pu*** wack eject it
Man all my hoes be actin' like detectives
But I don't give a f*** & if I did I would give it to you
That rainbow has two colors, rhythm & blues, yeah
I just sold Father Time a time zone
Say we runnin' out of time
Tell that to a time bomb yeah
Then she kiss me on my bullet wound
Who are you, cause motherfuc*** I'm me, fuckin' right
And if she say she catching that nut, I throw a strike
I can't believe this butter, go get my butter knife
Shoot a ni*** twice in case he live a double life
Lil Tunechi yeah