Letra de Bullets With Names - mgk

(Feat. Lil Duke, RJmrLA, Young Thug)

Maybe there's a nat

Out here?

You said what?

(Oh my God, RONNY)

Look, I got a bullet with somebody's name on it

I get up on 'em, I don't need no aim on it

Killed me a G.O.A.T. so my jacket got stains on it

Wiping my nose like I got some cocaine on it

Pulled out his coffin and ate me a plate on it

Called up his bitch, showed my dick, let her lay on it

I'm in the trap house like Gucci and Zay on it

I see a soda, I'm pouring an eight on it

I fucked that bitch at the Walmart in Tussin Row

I had that pack at the Westin, no Smith'n though

He tried to front on me in front of friends and fam

I had his bitch in the back, what he didn't know, uh

I came a long way from bandos

Now all my bosses got flavored they Kenneth Cole

I walked up on a craps game, what they hittin' fo'?

I keep the polish, I'm not talkin' steel toes

I hit a seven and picked up the dinner roll

I get the bread then I fuck me a center fold

Eyeball the purp like my name is Gorilla Zoe

I'm from the place where the killers and sinners go

I just cut the grass and showed the motherfucking snakes

I took off my bandana and showed my fucking face

Rose gold bandana, I tatted on my ayy

Five thousand dollar soap every time I bathe (Ayy)

I just told her, "Maybe I mean what I said" (Ayy)

I don't really play and I hope you think it's shade

I had to jot down the names to remember hoes

When I come back with this K, I'ma kill a ho (Woo)

Thought I wasn't gettin' no syrup

I put my cum on her face, but I'm pitiful (Yeah)

I got a pack of them Skittles, bro

All different flavors and all different flavor type of hoes

All of 'em centerfolds (Hey)

Look, I got a bullet with somebody's name on it

I get up on 'em, I don't need no aim on it

Killed me a G.O.A.T. so my jacket got stains on it

Wiping my nose like I got some cocaine on it

Pulled out his coffin and ate me a plate on it

Called up his bitch, showed my dick, let her lay on it

I'm in the trap house like Gucci and Zay on it

I see a soda, I'm pouring an eight on it

Don't say RJ without mrLA on it

Got a machine gun and it got a K on it

You got a debt and somebody gon' pay on it

I got a bed and your bitch wanna plank on it

Cut the cocaine with the creatine, ayy

Fuck your dead homies and your memories, ayy

I got a gun, it got auto and spray on it

I don't do lay away, I cannot pay on it

Foot on they neck and I swear I'ma stay on it

Can't rush no greatness, so they got to wait on it

Niggas too sweet, I could just put my bae on it

I fuck on a granny, her hair, it got gray on it

Catch you down bad, I'ma blow out her back

These niggas too slimy and playin' with a sack

I got the stick, I'm equipped

YSL ballin' like we won the ship (Ball)

These niggas some hoes, I'ma go off the rip

Walk through the back, they take me to the VIP

I sent her back there to get some more hip

Ass is so fat and it's soft as her lip

Gave her the D, now she lovin' a Crip

He wanna play, got his name on the tip, uh

Look, I got a bullet with somebody's name on it

I get up on 'em, I don't need no aim on it

Killed me a G.O.A.T. so my jacket got stains on it

Wiping my nose like I got some cocaine on it

Pulled out his coffin and ate me a plate on it

Called up his bitch, showed my dick, let her lay on it

I'm in the trap house like Gucci and Zay on it

I see a soda, I'm pourin' an eight on it

I fucked that bitch at the Walmart in Tussin Row

I had the pack at the Westin, no Smith'n though

He tried to front on me in front of friends and fam

I had his bitch in the back, what he didn't know, uh

I came a long way from bandos

Now all my bosses got flavored they Kenneth Cole

I walked up on a craps game, what they hittin' fo'?

I keep the polish, I'm not talkin' steel toes

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