Big Glue - Guttaman Lyrics

Uh-huh, uh, yeah, , uh-huh,
Talking dog shit nigga
Straight up out the gutter, I'm the man, bitch you know it
Niggas keep on talking about hunnid bands but, can't show it
With these words I be snapping now they thinking I'm a poet
He say he ain't going back, they get behind him he gon floor
I'm a different type of nigga, yeah, I got exquisite taste
You know, I do this shit for real, you can see it in my face
Nigga saying that they sliding but they barely touch a base
He was caught red handed how the f*ck he beat that case
I could have them demons in all black playing gimme that
This ain't no tit for tat, but if you send a shot, we send it back
I don't want her after I get finished you can get her back
I made a hundred in a trap
Now go and tell them niggas that
Niggas never had no morals that's why they finished stealing straps
If you come in car plural
I Drop a fee to bring you back
Yo bitch is known for the oral and you always take her back
You know I'm known for the floral, bring 16 to to get a pack
Long live the guys and free the guys, this shit been getting different
We out here trafficking forreal that's why them packs gonna come up missing
Wasn't always into Glocks
Ask around keep me a S&W
When I see my first 10 on my momma I got to tripping