Hearse (Gucci Purse)
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Hearse (Gucci Purse)
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Uh-huh, uh, uh, uh, uh-huh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, oh
Her nigga say I got a Gucci purse
But what I got in this purse'll get 'em murked (pew, whoo, bing)
Load 'em up, put 'em in a hearse
Yeah, yuh, yuh, skrrt, skrrt (load 'em up)
Yeah, what
Her nigga say I got a Gucci purse (uh-huh)
But what I got in here prolly get him murked (uh-huh)
Load it up, let it go, he in a hearse (uh-huh)
Ballin' out super hard, kyrie irv' (uh-huh)
And her nigga say I got the Louis purse (uh-huh)
But what I got in here prolly get him murked (uh-huh)
Load it up, let it go, get him murked (uh-huh)
Every day, I ball out, kyrie irving (uh-huh)
I'ma swerve in the suburbs off the bourbon (woah, woah)
Off a perky, I'm a whole different person (woah, woah)
On my ig, shit, she be lurkin' (woah, woah)
On some high-key shit, my heart hurtin' (mhm)
I can't never trust a ho' again, no, no, no (no)
Run up on me, load it up, and then I let it go (go)
40 give a nigga a kiss like a mistletoe (what)
Only take one shot bitch, I ain't missin' ho' (yeah)
Shoot my shot with any bitch, but I ain't missin ho' (yeah)
I may love her while I fuck her, I won't miss her though (yeah)
All the lies that she told to my earlobe (yeah)
In her eyes I'm still her hero (yeah)
Bank account got commas and zeros (yeah)
You don't wanna know how much they got me for (yeah)
Really love it when you suck me sloppy, ho' (yeah)
Turn a nigga brains into sloppy joe, woah (baow, baow, yeah)
Her nigga say I got a Gucci purse
But what I got in this purse'll get 'em murked (gang, gang, gang)
Load 'em up, put 'em in a hearse (nine, nine, nine, woah)
Load 'em up
Her nigga say I got a Gucci purse (uh-huh)
But what I got in here prolly get him murked (uh-huh)
Load it up, let it go, he in a hearse (uh-huh)
Ballin' out super hard, kyrie irv' (uh-huh)
And her nigga say I got the Louis purse
But what I got in here prolly get him murked (uh-huh)
Load it up, let it go, get him murked (uh-huh)
Every day, I ball out, kyrie irving (uh-huh)
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