Germ - Bout It (Prod.Big Los) | Текст песни

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[Hook x4]

Bitch I'm 'bout it 'bout it, Bitch I'm 'bout it 'bout it

[Verse 1: GERM]
Screaming suck it when I'm in my bucket (fuck it)
Liquor chugging blunts until I'm bugging
Ducking po's and rocking Thrasher hoodies
I'm a broke bastard I take cookies -
And I'm lurking swervin' on medicine
Fuck a DUI, I'm on bath salts
Talking doubles knockin' bumpas off of momma' SUV cuz I'm thuggin'
Burn the cock the block hot
Mad bass snatch ass and crackheads and snapchats
Give me my money, yeah bitch I need that
Lay on my bath floor until my mind give me feedback
Duckin' buckin' fuckin' niggas up
Gold teeth match the gold trim on my OE
Fuck you I'm around here none of you, most of you lonely
Beat a bitch up like I'm Dooney
Set a blank go riding bustin' like bank all James Franco on blow
With a fat hoe, clack me a bitch leave a white tee rojo
You know how it go [x4]

[Verse 2: GERM]
I'm in a mom and pop, one stop shop
Winning Glocks, getting busy
I'm on my Chris Breezy beating biddies up in your city
It's nothing - I don't give a fuck about a bitch I'll peddle dope
Skate, fuck hoes and spark loosies up with my .44

[Hook x6] (First 4 are slowed down)

[Verse 3: GERM]
Getting loose sipping 'hundred proof
Knocking bullshit at ugly lil bitches' deuce
But its nothing nigga
Man this fuckin' nigga gotta problem with it then front it nigga
Ugly, angry and jaded, faded bakin' vacant complacent
Raidin' churches swervin' in hearses tossing burners on worthless Kirkland's
Molotovs in a pack 'mon tear them walls down like reggae
The KK that good yay, on my pay day then its time to lay
With the AK broad day, fear the fucking llama
Boss like Rick Ross, but no molly I'm a jolly nigga
When the liquor hit me I'm a garbage nigga

[Hook x4]

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