Guillotine Lyrics

Goddamn, shorty givin' head just like a guillotine

Smokin' on this shit, I'm snortin' creatine

Spent about like ten bands yesterday

Make about twenty bands tomorrow

Bitch add it up and fuckin' do the math

Ever since I was a fuckin' jit, I was on Hooda Math

They told me mind my P's and Q's

Got Q's, I don't know who to ask

And now I fuck the same bitch every day and she got hella ass

And now I hit the same bank every day and I don't need a mask

And I remember chasin' Chase while Chase was fuckin' chasin' Zach

But that was back in elementary, I was broke, I needa cast

And now I'm gettin' money, that shit spreadin' like a fuckin' rash

And my bitch think I'm cheatin' on my phone, bitch, I'm just playin' Clash

Goddamn, shorty givin' head just like a guillotine

Smokin' on this shit, I'm snortin' creatine

Spent about like ten bands yesterday

Make about twenty bands tomorrow

Bitch add it up and fuckin' do the math

Ever since I was a fuckin' jit, I was on Hooda Math

They told me mind my P's and Q's

Got Q's, I don't know who to ask

And now I fuck the same bitch every day and she got hella ass

And now I hit the same bank every day and I don't need a mask

Goddamn shorty givin' head just like a guillotine

When I make her cream we go to Krispy Kreme

Goddamn, shorty made me think about a wedding ring

Goddamn, goin' back and forth just like we Billie Jean

Walk inside the motherfuckin' spot, new Mike Amiri jeans

She talk the talk, I do the walkin' in Alexander McQueens

She suck my cock, they on my cock and balls like, bitch, get off of these

They rock climbin' and fell, I'm in Rockefeller, goddamn

If you do not pay me I might rock a feller, goddamn

Pussy smellin' crazy, might get salmonella, goddamn

Still wanna fuck that bitch

Might need an umbrella, goddamn

I just killed that bitch, caution tape is yellow

Goddamn, shorty givin' head just like a guillotine

Smokin' on this shit, I'm snortin' creatine

Spent about like ten bands yesterday

Make about twenty bands tomorrow

Bitch add it up and fuckin' do the math

Ever since I was a fuckin' jit, I was on Hooda Math

They told me mind my P's and Q's

Got Q's, I don't know who to ask

And now I fuck the same bitch every day and she got hella ass

And now I hit the same bank every day and I don't need a mask