Guttaman Lyrics

Uh-huh, uh, yeah, , uh-huh,

Talking dog shit nigga

Straight up out the gutter, I'm the man, bitch you know it

Niggas keep on talking about hunnid bands but, can't show it

With these words I be snapping now they thinking I'm a poet

He say he ain't going back, they get behind him he gon floor

I'm a different type of nigga, yeah, I got exquisite taste

You know, I do this shit for real, you can see it in my face

Nigga saying that they sliding but they barely touch a base

He was caught red handed how the fuck he beat that case

I could have them demons in all black playing gimme that

This ain't no tit for tat, but if you send a shot, we send it back

I don't want her after I get finished you can get her back

I made a hundred in a trap

Now go and tell them niggas that

Niggas never had no morals that's why they finished stealing straps

If you come in car plural

I Drop a fee to bring you back

Yo bitch is known for the oral and you always take her back

You know I'm known for the floral, bring 16 to to get a pack

Long live the guys and free the guys, this shit been getting different

We out here trafficking forreal that's why them packs gonna come up missing

Wasn't always into Glocks

Ask around keep me a S&W

When I see my first 10 on my momma I got to tripping