Bad lil asian she lookin like Mulan
He catch a shot and he go to the Gulag
She a lil toxic, she won't let me move on
I get money I don't need a coupon
And I swear I'm tryna do it for the better
Streets getting colder let me grab a sweater
Might have to loan Brodie them packs, so he can hold that shit together
You the hate old me
Popping these pills I hope I don't OD
I thought this shit would get better
You know my bop bitch I shoot through the sweater
I was that one tryna hold it together
I was only one tryna make it a lil better
Bad lil bitch but I'm tired of mood swings
You don't even what you do to me
I'm tired all of this foolery
You see I ice out the jewelry
You cannot take it cause I got the tool on me
I told you how I lost my ex
So you gotta love me a lil different
I know I been a lil distant
But I swear to you that I'm committed
I don't wanna tell you my story
How I up it lighting blade, chidori
I was just with this 40, I was in the lab cook like Rick & Morty
(Now rockin Louis & Dolche)
Bad lil Asian she lookin like Mulan
He catch a shot and he go to the Gulag
She a lil toxic, she won't let me move on
I get money I don't need a coupon
And I swear I'm tryna do it for the better
Streets getting colder let me grab a sweater
Might have to loan Brodie them packs, so he can hold that shit together
Giving your heart out, you know she don't want it
Said she rather some dick, and a bag
Like I can't be the only one noticing niggas of bitches is going out sad
Last one I loved getting tossed like a bag
She love touching, she can't be alone
Found out she was f*cking, and sucking, and touching
Right after we got off the phone
Aborted the mission
Bitch dependent on dick and commission
I'm rethinking my natural position
I'm repeating, bought a gift end up tossing that pendant
Heard that she was out with her friends taking one for the team...
So I put lil bro on that mission
And shawty ain't know that I sent him
He came back and told me 'bout his winnings
But this shit is typical, like again
Bitches predictable, f*ck a friend
Call up that nigga that made you abort it
She don't know that I know she was bent
What you mean why I'm saying goodbye?
All the work that I'm putting in proves your significance
Shit we know you never try
Acquired collections, patterns you thought was invisible thought you was clear to the eye
Zayy Corleone - Gulag (feat. Vinchi G) Lyrics
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Bad lil asian she lookin like Mulan
He catch a shot and he go to the Gulag
She a lil toxic, she won't let me move on
I get money I don't need a coupon
And I swear I'm tryna do it for the better
Streets getting colder let me grab a sweater
Might have to loan Brodie them packs, so he can hold that shit together
You the hate old me
Popping these pills I hope I don't OD
I thought this shit would get better
You know my bop bitch I shoot through the sweater
I was that one tryna hold it together
I was only one tryna make it a lil better
Bad lil bitch but I'm tired of mood swings
You don't even what you do to me
I'm tired all of this foolery
You see I ice out the jewelry
You cannot take it cause I got the tool on me
I told you how I lost my ex
So you gotta love me a lil different
I know I been a lil distant
But I swear to you that I'm committed
I don't wanna tell you my story
How I up it lighting blade, chidori
I was just with this 40, I was in the lab cook like Rick & Morty
(Now rockin Louis & Dolche)
Bad lil Asian she lookin like Mulan
He catch a shot and he go to the Gulag
She a lil toxic, she won't let me move on
I get money I don't need a coupon
And I swear I'm tryna do it for the better
Streets getting colder let me grab a sweater
Might have to loan Brodie them packs, so he can hold that shit together
Giving your heart out, you know she don't want it
Said she rather some dick, and a bag
Like I can't be the only one noticing niggas of bitches is going out sad
Last one I loved getting tossed like a bag
She love touching, she can't be alone
Found out she was f*cking, and sucking, and touching
Right after we got off the phone
Aborted the mission
Bitch dependent on dick and commission
I'm rethinking my natural position
I'm repeating, bought a gift end up tossing that pendant
Heard that she was out with her friends taking one for the team...
So I put lil bro on that mission
And shawty ain't know that I sent him
He came back and told me 'bout his winnings
But this shit is typical, like again
Bitches predictable, f*ck a friend
Call up that nigga that made you abort it
She don't know that I know she was bent
What you mean why I'm saying goodbye?
All the work that I'm putting in proves your significance
Shit we know you never try
Acquired collections, patterns you thought was invisible thought you was clear to the eye
He catch a shot and he go to the Gulag
She a lil toxic, she won't let me move on
I get money I don't need a coupon
And I swear I'm tryna do it for the better
Streets getting colder let me grab a sweater
Might have to loan Brodie them packs, so he can hold that shit together
You the hate old me
Popping these pills I hope I don't OD
I thought this shit would get better
You know my bop bitch I shoot through the sweater
I was that one tryna hold it together
I was only one tryna make it a lil better
Bad lil bitch but I'm tired of mood swings
You don't even what you do to me
I'm tired all of this foolery
You see I ice out the jewelry
You cannot take it cause I got the tool on me
I told you how I lost my ex
So you gotta love me a lil different
I know I been a lil distant
But I swear to you that I'm committed
I don't wanna tell you my story
How I up it lighting blade, chidori
I was just with this 40, I was in the lab cook like Rick & Morty
(Now rockin Louis & Dolche)
Bad lil Asian she lookin like Mulan
He catch a shot and he go to the Gulag
She a lil toxic, she won't let me move on
I get money I don't need a coupon
And I swear I'm tryna do it for the better
Streets getting colder let me grab a sweater
Might have to loan Brodie them packs, so he can hold that shit together
Giving your heart out, you know she don't want it
Said she rather some dick, and a bag
Like I can't be the only one noticing niggas of bitches is going out sad
Last one I loved getting tossed like a bag
She love touching, she can't be alone
Found out she was f*cking, and sucking, and touching
Right after we got off the phone
Aborted the mission
Bitch dependent on dick and commission
I'm rethinking my natural position
I'm repeating, bought a gift end up tossing that pendant
Heard that she was out with her friends taking one for the team...
So I put lil bro on that mission
And shawty ain't know that I sent him
He came back and told me 'bout his winnings
But this shit is typical, like again
Bitches predictable, f*ck a friend
Call up that nigga that made you abort it
She don't know that I know she was bent
What you mean why I'm saying goodbye?
All the work that I'm putting in proves your significance
Shit we know you never try
Acquired collections, patterns you thought was invisible thought you was clear to the eye
Writer: Zayy Corleone, Vinchi G
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