guder - YURKS AND CAICOS Lyrics

I got Two blickys, big blicky bih
Big riches, leave u in ditchs, know u a snitch
Titys onna chop, c- cup
You know, me and twin, we be up
And we runnin' up, chopper shootin' everything up
And it's cut, uh, yeah, f*ckin' this bitch
She throw the butt, uh, yeah

I'm in the sky, I'm flyin', hun, we geek up, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, talkin' shit, bitch, speak up
Yeah, runnin' through your shit

What the f*ck
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Slidin' through with that Lamby bih
We gon fuh' yo bih, Bammy

Huh, takin' a pic for that Grammy bih
We gon' shoot your ass, bitch, big slamy slamy
Do the pic for the gram, bitch
We gon' don't do it by the ounce, do it by the gram

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, no handouts
Bitch, we gon' get bands out, huh
Yeah, alright
Yo, bih a whore she been ran out

Pop out Turks and caicos get the sand out
You was hatin' that bih, you a fan now
Pop, I got big Glocks, and it do big sounds
Dis shotgun got real big rounds

Huh, big rounds, shoot you, huh
Yeah, nigga, you a clown, huh
Yeah, they jumpin' clown, no bounce, huh
Yeah, it's movin' on pounds, huh

Yeah, it's movin' on pounds, huh
You ain't clowns, huh
You ain't clowns, huh
Yeah, my niggas shoot you, huh

In your motherf*ckin' mouth, huh
No missin', huh
Do you want this, huh
Nigga, you a snitch, huh

Yeah, she makin' it squirt, huh
Yeah, she makin' it squirt, huh
Yeah, shot a nigga like I'm dirk, huh
Yeah, you know that shi hurt, huh