Gustavo - Westside Gunn, Keisha Plum

Griselda, Griselda

By Fashion

Ayo, word to the tiger on my Kenzo

Extendo gats hanging out the Benzo (doo doo doo doo doo doo doo)

Christian Dior jumpsuit proper though

The bitch stepped on my Fillings I should’ve shot the hoe

So much money came I got scared

You ain’t talking code no more shit got weird

My homie laughed when he got six hundred months

He ain’t care, he ran the yard from a bottom bunk

Wang draped over the pump, what’s for lunch?

Mikimotos & Sotto Sotto

Twenty three you want Lord’s Ford loafers hanging off the boat

Imagine them fiend faces when they got soap

You could talk fly if you want but I’m the GOAT

Season One Yeezy on the ropes

M1 fully loaded I’m 'bout to rain on him (BRRRRRRRRRRR)

Needles still hanging out the veins on him

Every day, make money and pray (Gustavo)

Ayo, bought moms a new stove Lord I killed that shit

Turned one to three Lord I killed that flip

Spinning new revolvers

Prada trunks Malibu waters

Pile drive the brick, Jerry King Lawler

Pulled up on the curb no top on it (SKRRRRRR)

I don’t care block you reppin' you getting shot on it

I’m a man of my word

Hit her from up the block (BRRR) I was lucky as shit (BRRRRRRR)

Bust the duct tape, shit musty as shit

Niggas running from plain clothes

Talking slang when we slain those

Go back where you came from

Too many four-fifth shots should lift him (BOOM BOOM BOOM)

I thank God I’m still living

I’m 'bout to be rich forever

Ten chains HumanMade Sweater

Every day make money and pray (Gustavo)

If Rakim and Nicki Giovanni did the nasty

They would’ve had me

Product of poetic genius DNA

Seven one six in my DNA

Every day make money and pray

Holy Father, he said pay attention

Uncle Stevie got his throat slit ear to ear

Word to life nigga’s still breathing though

Spiritual atonement, dreaming of angels

But living with demons

M1911 made OTC, in the jungles of the Philippines

You can never clean away the odor of sin

His gut filled with gin

Her skinned dipped in Gucci bamboo

Hunter boots and Woolly socks

For thunder and rain, tears shed in Medellin

Gustavo Gustavo

Cocaine dreams empire

Gustavo Gustavo

Every day make money and pray

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