Grim - GUCCIDOOM lyrics

[Verse 1:] Grippin her throat while I'm pipin it, ay Doom in the cut and he grindin it, ay Sellin capsules like a pharmicist, ay But empty the d** and take all of the funds Finessin these kids like I'm trump with the fuzz, ay Kickin with my guccidoom, ay Shawty wanna trip some shrooms, so you know I had to cop an eighth, yuh Pourin up a cup uh mud, ay f** with the sin or be f**in with grim, we k**in eight men like we billy the kid Trippin adventures like Billy and M k**in yo b**h wanna f** with the clique Grim the dead boy with the heart of a kid Sprite with the ice moving slow like I'm Syd Got yo b**h in a pretzel when she s** my f**ing dick [Verse 2:] Flexed out with my Guccidoom Taking yo b**h and she f**ing the crew Cashed out with my Guccidoom Rockin the preme and that Gucci too Beating the p**y like fruity loops Smoking these ports like I'm on a cruise Watching my Porsche from my porch All my tracks leave ya scorched Blow that gas for the torch Sippin Fiji tabs, I'm gone on the floor All of these dabs, I'm dead on the court She callin me dad, I cannot be mad, but her boyfriend a b**h I cannot afford, to pay for them bills when he's scribed all them pills Taking the knife and sh** I might as well k** Fight with yo fists, don't reach for that steel Like a double cheese from Mickey D's, the beef ain't that real, hoe