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GOB Choppa - Losses Lyrics



GOB Choppa - Losses Lyrics
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I woke up out the bed tryna spark some shit
Glizzy tucked oros on my face on some icy shit
Better watch your goddamn mouth with that spicy shit
This is rated Gob tape, it's the spiciest
I am not a human, I'm like no cujo I'm not tryna kick it, I don't do judo
Walk around this ho, lit as hell pockets on sumo
This a heavy bag, za pack, got me on Pluto
Lyrics hitting harder than a punch from your favorite boxer
Webdon't listen to shit you post about you, a paid imposter
So much mountain dew up in the spot I should be sponsored
I'm a grouch and I like green, do you know Oscar
Infatuated with the cookies, but I am not a monster
And my rockers keep drumsticks, it sound like a concert
We keep a lot of oranges here, but this is not Broward
Say with your chest, bitch, you need to talk louder
Crying out to twin, like, give me strength
That is not a fatwood, that's a little blimp
You cannot compete with us, cause you a little wimp
Big fish eat the little fish, and I am not a shrimp
Crying out to twin, like, give me strength
That is not a fatwood, that's a little blimp
You cannot compete with us, cause you a little wimp
Big fish eat the little fish, and I am not a shrimp
Rest in peace, Joe, tell twin the same
Don't tell me that you feel me, can you feel my pain
Even when the sun shine I still feel the rain
I can hear the demons whispering, trying to wield my brain
Talking to the lord, cause his words keep healing me
But the devil keep coming around, cause he feel me
It's time to take the mask off, this the real me
Looking at my daughter, oh lord, this the little me
You ratting on your folks, you gon' die a rat
Niggas keep f*cking up the bag, trying to buy a scat
Get up off your lazy ass butt and go find a bag
I'm allergic to them folks, them guys with badge
I'm a humble smart nigga who lost a lot
Niggas usually get they face blew when they stir the pot
Bougie ass nigga with a bag who love to shop
I gotta keep my brothers close, we all we got
Crying out to twin, like, give me strength
That is not a fatwood, that's a little blimp
You cannot compete with us, cause you a little wimp
Big fish eat the little fish, and I am not a shrimp
Crying out to twin, like, give me strength
That is not a fatwood, that's a little blimp
You cannot compete with us, cause you a little wimp
Big fish eat the little fish, and I am not a shrimp
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I woke up out the bed tryna spark some shit
Glizzy tucked oros on my face on some icy shit
Better watch your goddamn mouth with that spicy shit
This is rated Gob tape, it's the spiciest
I am not a human, I'm like no cujo I'm not tryna kick it, I don't do judo
Walk around this ho, lit as hell pockets on sumo
This a heavy bag, za pack, got me on Pluto
Lyrics hitting harder than a punch from your favorite boxer
Webdon't listen to shit you post about you, a paid imposter
So much mountain dew up in the spot I should be sponsored
I'm a grouch and I like green, do you know Oscar
Infatuated with the cookies, but I am not a monster
And my rockers keep drumsticks, it sound like a concert
We keep a lot of oranges here, but this is not Broward
Say with your chest, bitch, you need to talk louder
Crying out to twin, like, give me strength
That is not a fatwood, that's a little blimp
You cannot compete with us, cause you a little wimp
Big fish eat the little fish, and I am not a shrimp
Crying out to twin, like, give me strength
That is not a fatwood, that's a little blimp
You cannot compete with us, cause you a little wimp
Big fish eat the little fish, and I am not a shrimp
Rest in peace, Joe, tell twin the same
Don't tell me that you feel me, can you feel my pain
Even when the sun shine I still feel the rain
I can hear the demons whispering, trying to wield my brain
Talking to the lord, cause his words keep healing me
But the devil keep coming around, cause he feel me
It's time to take the mask off, this the real me
Looking at my daughter, oh lord, this the little me
You ratting on your folks, you gon' die a rat
Niggas keep f*cking up the bag, trying to buy a scat
Get up off your lazy ass butt and go find a bag
I'm allergic to them folks, them guys with badge
I'm a humble smart nigga who lost a lot
Niggas usually get they face blew when they stir the pot
Bougie ass nigga with a bag who love to shop
I gotta keep my brothers close, we all we got
Crying out to twin, like, give me strength
That is not a fatwood, that's a little blimp
You cannot compete with us, cause you a little wimp
Big fish eat the little fish, and I am not a shrimp
Crying out to twin, like, give me strength
That is not a fatwood, that's a little blimp
You cannot compete with us, cause you a little wimp
Big fish eat the little fish, and I am not a shrimp
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Writer: Takeem Moore
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: GOB Choppa
Language: English
Length: 2:44
Written by: Takeem Moore
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