Blaze Cobalt - Gorilla Fingers

Yo, let me tell y'all, it's nothing I hate worse than a fuckin cappin' ass nigga
Talkin' all this shit like they really smoking gas, like they really fuckin' bitches, nigga that shit is dead
All up on snapchat smokin' some one gram roaches nigga just stop that shit
Gorilla fingers, all i'm smokin' is medicine
Smokin' on twigs, bitch you fold in comparison
You can lock all your doors, but your bitch is gon' let us in
Freeze in the beam get you cooked into venison
This nigga a bitch, he actin' too feminine
I took his bitch and he know that i'm drummin' it
Lovin' the way that she move like it's gelatin
Testing every inch, today she my specimen
I'm sick of that fake shit, tired of the bluffing
Sick of these niggas who huffing and puffing
Say you just using a hoe, but you cuffing
Even though you knew that a nigga been crushing
I got no remorse for a nigga that's loving
I look at the backwood and nigga i'm blushing
I roll me a fat one, i'm gon' stuff it
In the whip with a fat one, I touch and she does it
Inhaling the blunt and the smoke get to numbing
I'm losing my memory but i'm still thumbing
These niggas still selling G's, they don't know nothing
Go stop at the dollar tree, get a lil' something
I'm making these hits, babe, slugging
These niggas like pumba, straight bugging
Moving state to state like a nigga been trucking
You pass me a rello, you know imma chuck it, bitch
Gorilla fingers, all i'm smokin' is medicine
Smokin' on twigs, bitch you fold in comparison
You can lock all your doors, but your bitch is gon' let us in
Freeze in the beam get you cooked into venison
This nigga a bitch, he actin' too feminine
I took his bitch and he know that i'm drummin' it
Lovin' the way that she move like it's gelatin
Testing every inch, today she my specimen
I got the bricks and they come in a dozen
You can't take the heat, then hop out of the oven
I really don't fuck with you, you not my cousin
I take everything, I guess my sin is glutton
Hennessy nigga, nah, we ain't no Russians
You fumble the bag and my niggas gon' rush in
Yuh, wait, yuh yuh yuh, aye
I need my bitch looking tropical
All different colors, like we in Galopagos
Ducking your blessings? you ain't thinking logical
I'm tryna pull up and park at the spot with you
Fuck the first night and she claiming she not a hoe
She gon' be dancing for rain like the Navajo
All in her mind like i'm working with java code
Baby, I already know what I want to know
Gorilla fingers, all i'm smokin' is medicine
Smokin' on twigs, bitch you fold in comparison
You can lock all your doors, but your bitch is gon' let us in
Freeze in the beam get you cooked into venison
This nigga a bitch, he actin' too feminine
I took his bitch and he know that i'm drummin' it
Lovin' the way that she move like it's gelatin
Testing every inch, today she my specimen
You don't got gas lil' nigga, that's cap
You fronting for fame and that's straight facts
You playing a game, you gon' get clapped
I'm paving the way, I made my own map
You looking for fame, you gon' get trapped
Begging for attention, 'till it all collapse
You gotta stay true and learn how to adapt
They not gon' let go when you caught in they grasp
So I don't got shit for a nigga that's new to me
Saving my money, not spending on jewelry
Bossing on bitches that front on me usually
Puffing on purp' is my reason for truancy
Just want the green, I don't fuck with the cruelty
Blaze on the beat, then I murder it brutally
I fuck with Q, but don't fuck with the foolery
That goes for all of you, none got immunity

Written by:
Aaron Williams

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