Gustavo!

Lyrics

Hey, yeah yeah
 Ey I fuck with Gustavo way more than I do with Pablo
 Put the world on my shoulders
 Rose from the bottom like roses
 Did shit independent they said you don't know [?] show's is
 Yeah yeah this is Africa but it look like [?] tourbus
 Me and my niggas gon baptize you if you ever try and go cross us
 Coz I rose bottom like a teleprompter
 All you niggas need hella oscars
 Yall just actors acting like rappers yall just some blockbusters
 That's the only time they pay respect
 They don't even know what's coming next
 Think I'm bout to flip the game on it's neck
 Riding through the city I got my off-white's with me
 And the boy don't sip [?] bitch like diddy
 Tell that bitch I'm back in a jiffy
 Tell her come through got a stiffy
 New whip miss the ceilings
 Got these rappers in their feelings
 Young nigga doing well, couple trophies on the shelf
 Nigga your shit wasn't real
 Nigga your bitch wasn't real
 Nigga that paper won't last
 You think that album gon last
 Man that shit's so trash, I'm just all up in my bag
 Only gonna talk about this one, time then we leave it the past
 Move the fuck up out my way, ain't you thirty and some change
 No it's not easy seeing young niggas coming [?] for your place
 You was talking online, then you fell for the bait
 No it's over for you nigga, over for you no debate
 Gustavo, Gustavo
 Gustavo, Gustavo
 Me and my niggas is [?] not snitches
 Don't talk what you don't know
 Gustavo, Gustavo
 Gustavo, Gustavo
 I fuck with Gustavo way more than Pablo my nigga
 Smoking a blunt and I jump on a jet
 Heard it in records I got him upset
 Eagle Entertainment and it's all on my neck
 They got security I know I'm a threat
 Let my girl flex on all of you hoes
 [?] the gas then I'm gone, can't hang out with a nigga like me no more
 Why you gotta talk all that shit
 Can't you see I'm off of this shit
 Put my fucking soul in this shit
 Niggas got me up on posters and shit
 Me and my niggas be zoning, I do this shit till the morning
 Already noticed the calling
 [?] all these years I was yawning
 Come here let's show you the ropes bitch
 Shot that new video in snow bitch
 Already know I'm the coldest
 [?] get hit I take focused
 Flow run away nigga now the paper coming to me like [?] nigga
 Talking to my dreams like [?] nigga
 Plus new shit sounding like a hurricane nigga
 Shooter got better and the paper got longer
 And the pussy got wetter
 Fuck all your dabs you couldn't even make me in a lab
 Gustavo, Gustavo
 Gustavo, Gustavo
 Me and my niggas is [?] not snitches
 Don't talk what you don't know
 Gustavo, Gustavo
 Gustavo, Gustavo
 I fuck with Gustavo way more than pablo my nigga
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:08
Key
10
Tempo
135 BPM

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