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Westside Gunn & Giggs – Disgusting Lyrics

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Westside Gunn & Giggs – Disgusting Lyrics

[Intro: Westside Gunn]
Grrrr (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Grrrr, grrrr (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Grrrr

[Chorus: Westside Gunn]
Ayo, yeah a nigga in the hood
But a nigga boujee though (Ah)
Took a pic with Rick O
Niggas say I sold my soul
Talm’ ’bout me, head to toe
You niggas is really broke (Disgusting, brrt, brrt)
Yeah a nigga in the hood
But a nigga boujee though (Ah)
Took a pic with Rick O
Niggas say I sold my soul (Grr)
Talm’ ’bout me, head to toe
You niggas is really broke (Disgusting, brrt!)
FLYGOD

[Verse 1: Westside Gunn]
Ayo, blew six figures on a beamer
Just because I like the grill (Ah)
Yeah, nigga, icy still
Yeah, I fuck yo’ wify still
Neck about a half a mil’
Wear my Yeezy, Nike still (Ah)
Niggas doin’ headshot kills (Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom!)
Yeah, my shooter on the bill
Model bitch was on a pill
Fuck her outta Prada heels (Ah)
Nigga worth a lot of mill’s
Schwarzenegger, Richard Mille
West come and beat this pussy
Bitch, I’m in London still
Look at me and see the rеal
Hundred bricks, I got to chill
Now I know how Jordan feel
Bitch, you can’t afford me still
Been in Fifth for four hours
Bottle bitchеs pourin’ still (Mm)
Yeah, I push a foreign still (Skrrt)
Horses on the wheel, turn one to three (Whip, whip)
FLYGOD CoppaFeel!

[Chorus: Westside Gunn]
Yeah a nigga in the hood
But a nigga boujee though (Brrt)
Took a pic with Rick O
Niggas say I sold my soul
Talm’ ’bout me, head to toe
You niggas is really broke (Disgusting, brrt, brrt)
Yeah a nigga in the hood
But a nigga boujee though (Ah)
Took a pic with Rick O
Niggas say I sold my soul (Mm)
Talm’ ’bout me, head to toe
You niggas is really broke (Disgusting, brrt, brrt)

[Verse 2: Giggs & Westside Gunn]
I get money, the business challenge?
I’m twisted, a bit off Balance
And them hoes, your clique can have ’em
That trill shit, my clique got gallons (Yer)
Yeah, burn bridges
Nah, fuck that, that weren’t my buisness
Got this bitch here, I don’t like pictures
For that party, I spent five figures (Geez)
Good intellect
He ain’t real, it’s just internet
I got them things on things on deck
I let my bare hands wring your neck
I got the mag’ that’s [?]
You bought that thing from Chingford
Told her she look mad sexy
She said she from Saint Vincent
You got friends? Let’s bring them
Step in the magic kingdom (Yeah)
Look at her back, just spin that ’round
They know I love to spin them
I couldn’t make this telephone call ’cause she goin’ back to Finland
None of you nerds ain’t got no balls, niggas’ll wrap some minions (Grrt)

[Chorus: Westside Gunn]
Yeah a nigga in the hood
But a nigga boujee though (Ah)
Took a pic with Rick O
Niggas say I sold my soul
Talm’ ’bout me, head to toe
You niggas is really broke (Disgusting)

[Outro]
I’m just bein’ honest
Tell ’em, tell ’em what my name is
God, on God

This is the end of the Lyrics

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