LIL UGLY MANE - SERIOUS SHIT | Текст песни

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[Hook:]
Bullets, bullets fly
Through the air, in the air
Serious shit no playin, ho
Serious shit no playin, ho
X4

[Verse 1:]
I'mma slit my wrists no tourniquet I'm murderous
My crib got more burners than furnishings
Got a lot of haters, not concerned with it
The Earth revolve around earning currency
Copernicus, I leave you scared stupider than Earnest is
Plucking more chickens than the Churches is
Always looking fly boy I'm merciless with purchases
Police say nothing you can bet I beat the verdict bitch
Cause I'm more connected than the alphabet in cursive is
Wilin' like Webster, killer like Dexter
Your bitch lookin' at me well I guess I'm gonna sex her
Ugly stay ruffled in the texture
If you playas want that funk I'm that fly shit expert

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Playboy I'mma stay grinding 'til my pockets straight (?)
And I'mma grind dirty never met a fouler person
The lifted shit I'm working is long as Scripture verses
About to hit this perc and run into your mother's purses
You cats is yellow with it, stone ground mustard
Ugly Mane is stone ground up and reconstructed
Glocks I'mma bust it, pussy I'mma crush it
Plus I stay luxurious, you bitches are disgusting
Getting money fast that's my modus operandi
I've been ice cold since the night I saw my man die
Bullets knock you on your ass you swore it was a landslide
Ugly ain't a boss? Hell nah that's a damn lie!

[Hook]

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