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Borleone Guns & Butter

[Chorus]
Young nigga came out the gutter, ayy (The gutter)
Servin' the water and butter (The what?)
Servin' my aunt, she a clucker, uh (Hey Auntie)
I keep my gun, I'ma bust you, uh (Grrah)
Ten pound stain, nigga, I'ma rush you, uh (Ten pound)
I call up Lil Quinn for the muscle (Quinn)
First of the month, hit the block, we hustlin' (The first of the month)
The feds hit the block, young nigga, we duckin' (The feds)
Young nigga came out the gutter, ayy (The gutter)
Servin' the water and butter (The butter)
Servin' my aunt, she a clucker, uh (Hey Auntie)
I keep my gun, I'ma bust you, uh (Grrah)
Ten pound stain, nigga, I'ma rush you, uh (Ten pound)
I call up Lil Quinn for the muscle (Hey Quinn)
First of the month, hit the block, we hustlin' (First of the month)
The feds hit the block, young nigga, we duckin' (Feds)

[Verse]
Hey, I came with the scope
Hangin' that nigga with no rope
Young lil' nigga, no Pope
I gotta get me a choke
Ho, walk in the trap and I got my pole
4 in the morning, auntie at my door (Hey Auntie)
Spinnin' a bend with the Draco
I hit me a nigga, now I gotta lay low
Stay ten toes, nigga, on my feet
I spin in a bend, nigga hittin' delete
I'm f..ckin' your bitch right on your sheets
I came with a thirty, nigga, with a beam
I stay with my gang, nigga, we a team
Ben Frank, blue hundreds (Ben Frank)
Nigga askin' for a show, where the green?
I'm smokin' OG and you smokin' blue cheese
Back in the trap, had to get back, uh
Servin' my junkies water and that crick-crack
Kick in your door, nigga, where the stash at?
Can't hang with that f..ck nigga, you's a rat
I hang with my young nigga Loose Screw
These niggas'll be bitch-made, you's a boo
That hundred round drum lookin' like a broom
I'm f..ckin' your bitch, you ain't have a clue

[Chorus]
Young nigga came out the gutter, ayy (The gutter)
Servin' the water and butter (The what?)
Servin' my aunt, she a clucker, uh (Hey Auntie)
I keep my gun, I'ma bust you, uh (Grrah)
Ten pound stain, nigga, I'ma rush you, uh (Ten pound)
I call up Lil Quinn for the muscle (Quinn)
First of the month, hit the block, we hustlin' (The first of the month)
The feds hit the block, young nigga, we duckin' (The feds)
Young nigga came out the gutter, ayy (The gutter)
Servin' the water and butter (The butter)
Servin' my aunt, she a clucker, uh (Hey Auntie)
I keep my gun, I'ma bust you, uh (Grrah)
Ten pound stain, nigga, I'ma rush you, uh (Ten pound)
I call up Lil Quinn for the muscle (Hey Quinn)
First of the month, hit the block, we hustlin'
The feds hit the block, young nigga, we duckin' (Feds)


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