Gumbo ft. DndDon Lyrics

You a bum you cheat pon yo bitch then you ah snake yo mans

Told lil foenem grab some gas n hit my crib, bring yo mans

He ain't know he was a lick so I told him bring his friend

He can't bring no pipe cuz if he bring a pipe he can't get in

They ain't bring no pipe this shit way to easy it's a setup

What the fuck foenem knockin at my door but I won't let em

Open up the door yeah I got my five got a berretta

Hit him in his noggin that's just how it is I had to stretch him

I just ran up onna nigga wit a three ball

Post back to the trap so I can let all of the fiends talk

I been out the way he in the way we knock yo team off

You can pay for pussy I get that shit for the free ball

Stand em up set em up choppa bullets hit you

Feelin like John Wick today I'm not finna miss you

Hit him in his noggin he kept talkin he got issues

He don't get no pape them kicks he rockin them his bitch shoes

I got six in this clip and you know I ain't gon miss so I put six in yo whip

He think he a dutch I had to swish him put six in his shit

He was talkin for the net we left him missin n shit

Hold on, park the car let me get on feet you better blast

I just did a high speed I had eighty five right on my dash

Had a zip up in the glove box hoppin ion crash

I been smokin pressure pack nigga ion wanna match

Nigga ion wanna match cuz I almost spilled a four

Put a three five inna wood n then I take it to the dome

Ion really give a fuck you keep on talkin you a hoe

Wait what you say you ain't spin back nigga you ain't blow

My nigga pull up on you smokin shit like a cigarette

Fake boys actin they be sweeter than some vinaigrette

Bounty on his head hunt him down I feel like Boba Fet

Ten years later all the prayers still ain't heal him yet

Nigga name drop me inna lie can't switch won't flinch

I was fuckin on his bitch n payin rent

If I don't pull it out quick we might end up wit a kid

Turn this track into a diss play the beat n imma spit

Heard from his ex he was speakin on my name

She was pillow talkin face down reachin for my chain

She was lookin in my eyes while I'm trynna switch lanes

Cheat on him she could cheat on me I pass her to the gang

Halloween scary hours give a dumb trick a treat

Came home kissin you on her lips where I skeet

I know I got him mad drop the addy we can meet

Ion do the twitter beef we can cook it onna street

Catch him lackin wit a forty make him stu-stu-stu-stu-stutter

Hot lead bullets flyin slicin through him like butter

Brought a knife to a gun fight he ain't from the gutter

Nina really like niggas but she really ain't a hugger