LJ Kapone - Guido Mista lyrics

{verse 1} Keep a glick equipped and he a smoker damn that boy love gassin' I'm a bust it quick and i won't miss cause i'm a damn assassin Don't approach and ask my name if you don't know it then dont ask me Leave you bleeding out inside a pool like the end of great gatsby In a foot race with a v12 ain't no way these boys can pass me Like to open up the void and leave that fu*ker gaping vastly Talk that sh*t and i'll pull up and beat yo ass fu*kin' badly He claim he hang out killers but turns out he hangs with bradleys {verse 2} People see the drugs and fun always think my life is easy Can't trust sh*t these ni**as grimey and all of these b*tchеs greasy Counting so much cheddar that my finger tips arе getting cheesy Even if i had it all i'd still want more cause b*tch i'm greedy Shoved my dick in yo b*tch throat then she came home and called you sweety Always keep a blade to slit a throat like my last name was sweeny I'll put holes into ya hat and make a ski mask out a beanie John cena draped all in black just for the lick cause they can't see me {verse 3} fu*king eldery hoes i just went and got some top gladys I don't care about you b*tches cause my blicky be the baddest Obese ni**as hate me cause they know my pockets be the fattest Kill ya mom at your funeral and make that sh*t the saddest Killstreaks and bloodthirstys because i will never satisfied He made wrong move came to his senses but he still died I use thc as my oxygen i stay fried Only when i'm on verge of death i feel alive All these humans fu*kin pest you fu*kers move like flies I'm hungry and horny i baked myself a titty pie I just cut em freshly off of this new lil' cutie pie Suicide won't work so i'll give this life sh*t a try {verse 4} If i miss i'll kill ya sis it's only for collateral I beat yo og's ass so bad he took a street sabbatical Even isis fears me cause they know i'm fu*kin' radical I make people disappear god damn this glock is magical Only want the throat cause i don't fu*k these b*tches vaginal Thinking you could ever beat me is honestly impractical Standing taller than a letter bolded and made capital Earphones while i cut your skin i hate to hear theatricals