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Guns And Roses

 

Guns And Roses


Opp shit, pop shit
They brought guns I brought roses to the mosh pit
I don't fuck with Brittany, she too toxic
Always act up with me no conscious
Opp shit, pop shit
They brought guns I brought roses to the mosh pit
I don't fuck with Brittany, she too toxic
Always act up with me no conscious

I can't be touched, ring ring, I can't be touched
Sipping lean on BMW's
Might need me some repercussions
Them niggas got too comfy, too many niggas be bluffing
Now they want to say we cousins
Count my green in bundles
Sipping on two White Russians
Hogging the blunt, loving the life
Money and drugs, she want a wonderful night
Ring ring, don't waste my time
Ring ring, like all the time on god finna lose my mind
Tell that bitch don't waste my time
Said she born in 1996 and all she wanna do is 69

Opp shit, pop shit
They brought guns I brought roses to the mosh pit
I don't fuck with Brittany, she too toxic
Always act up with me no conscious
Opp shit, pop shit
They brought guns I brought roses to the mosh pit
I don't fuck with Brittany, she too toxic
Always act up with me no conscious

Run it back when you see (Cuzzi)
Wifey bad and boujee, stacking paper up like loose leaf
Run it back when you see
When the club refuse me
Now they want to fuck Jacuzzi
Too much dank I don't roll petty
I don't roll petty, I keep all my hoes pretty
Too much static, they don't want static
They don't want static, in my Saint Laurent jacket
Had to go, grew up dirty by the stove
Now I line them up and knock 'em down like it be dominos
Domino, domino, it's the effect, money feel it in me gotta know
Slim thick mixed with some Navajo
She my type like a Java code
Cuzzi I just want the guacamole
Common like the cold

Opp shit, pop shit
They brought guns I brought roses to the mosh pit
I don't fuck with Brittany, she too toxic
Always act up with me no conscious
Opp shit, pop shit
They brought guns I brought roses to the mosh pit
I don't fuck with Brittany, she too toxic
Always act up with me no conscious

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