Freddie Gibbs - Bugatti Bullet Holes lyrics

[Verse] I was half-baked, a hundred percent up in this sh** Momma can't sleep she, thinking of losin' her son up in this sh** Whippin' the key, I swear it's a hundred guns up in this b**h Keepin' the heat, the Gary police might run up in this b**h n***as where I'm from don't surrender, we shoot it out We like them Tanner boys, give 'em life and they duke it out You lookin' for that work I got beacoup under my couch Aye y'all 15, 16 year old shooters up in my house Labeled a menace, n***a b**h beaters, I send you pussies to the dentist, n***a Orthodontist, the barber college I give these n***as fades, straight tapers and chili bowls He woke up in a brand new Bugatti with bullet holes Fightin' for his life, heart rushin' and blood gushin' Shake somethin', n***as corporate, but ain't thuggin' b**h, eight somethin', in the mornin', I'm up whippin' b**h I'm 'bout to break somethin', take somethin' We set trippin' on these neutron a** n***as Claim they ballin', but can't make a bond a** n***as 50 percent of fools I grew up with be out here snitchin' So I keep my circle tight, you f** with me I get you missin' Y'll clippin' stitches for these neutron a** n***as Give up your homie just to cut your time a** n***as Fifty percent of fools I grew up with be out here snitchin' So I keep a my circle tight, you f** with me I get you missin' b**h, pay attention, Gangsta Gibbs Vanderslice, n***a [Outro] We got a lot of what you like And you're going to like us a lot Awesome!