Guts Lyrics – K CAMP

We done linked up, we done had a few drinks
And the next thing you know, I was in her guts
Heard you a freak and you heard I’m a freak
You know I’m feelin’ like Greek, gotta get them bucks
Counted up again and I counted up again
And I counted up again and it still ain’t enough
I done came up, they don’t like that shit
Still poppin’ my shit, you don’t like it, so what
I just hopped off 75, now I’m on the north side
I’ma push it, I’ma gon’ hit the clutch
Even though you suck good dick and that ass real fat
You got blocked ’cause you do too much
Standin’ on the couch with a pocket full of money and a bottle in my hand
I can see you in the cut
I can tell you wanna be a barbie
You done with your lips, now you workin’ on your titties and your
All these bitches in the club and you niggas wanna fight
Ain’t you lookin’ like a sucka? Yeah
All these bitches wanna fuck, yellow diamonds on me
Wrist lookin’ mustard, yeah
All this money in the world and you beefin’ ’bout a bitch
That’s a trait of a buster, yeah
All this money in the world and you beefin’ ’bout a bitch
That’s a trait of a

What you tell ’em?
Yeah, you know the bitch is a air head
I be droppin’ bombs over Baghdad, yeah
Now I do it big like Khaled
I remember sleepin’ on a palate, yeah
If you want the pressure you can have it
Told shawty hit me on the gadget, yeah, (Pull up)
Had to put the foreign in traffic
Winter time Fendi on the jacket, yeah (Damn)
Hell yeah, figured out a loop hole
Say you gettin’ money, nigga kudos, ooh, ooh
Fuck ’em in a group that’s a duo
Shawty real sweet like a churro, ooh, ooh
I remember eatin’ Ramen noodles
Shit I still eat the noodles, ooh, ooh
Traded in the Porsche for a two door
Left wrist colder than pluto, ooh, ooh

We done linked up, we done had a few drinks
And the next thing you know, I was in her guts
Heard you a freak and you heard I’m a freak
You know I’m feelin’ like Greek, gotta get them bucks
Counted up again and I counted up again
And I counted up again and it still ain’t enough
I done came up, they don’t like that shit
Still poppin’ my shit, you don’t like it, so what
I just hopped off 75, now I’m on the north side
I’ma push it, I’ma gon’ hit the clutch
Even though you suck good dick and that ass real fat
You got blocked ’cause you do too much
Standin’ on the couch with a pocket full of money and a bottle in my hand
I can see you in the cut
I can tell you wanna be a barbie
You done with your lips, now you workin’ on your titties and your
All these bitches in the club and you niggas wanna fight
Ain’t you lookin’ like a sucka? Yeah
All these bitches wanna fuck, yellow diamonds on me
Wrist lookin’ mustard, yeah
All this money in the world and you beefin’ ’bout a bitch
That’s a trait of a buster, yeah
All this money in the world and you beefin’ ’bout a bitch
That’s a trait of a (Fuck nigga)

Stackin’ up the money, shawty, you are not important
I done loaded up on sticks like I’m about to got to war
Everything I rock be custom, I don’t go into stores
They ain’t lookin’ for no vibe, if they play I’ma slide
Made lil’ shawty touch her toes, she know I’m somewhere with the bros
And I don’t really like to brag, I gotta whole ‘lotta cash
Put some paper on your head like a temporary tag
Now yo face on a shirt, yo whole family gotta wear it
Yo hoe is my hoe, got bags in the Tahoe
I pop so much shit, I cannot be embarrased
Ran up a whole ‘lotta money, why they start actin’ funny?
I don’t know, if it’s smoke, I’ma clear it
My diamonds dance, it’s just water
I swear, I done came from the dirt, bitch, I look like a check
Rockin’ Cartier, I can’t fuck with you for real
I never showed you where I live, but you down at the 12, bitch

We done linked up, we done had a few drinks
And the next thing you know, I was in her guts
Heard you a freak and you heard I’m a freak
You know I’m feelin’ like Greek, gotta get them bucks
Counted up again and I counted up again
And I counted up again and it still ain’t enough
I done came up, they don’t like that shit
Still poppin’ my shit, you don’t like it, so what
I just hopped off 75, now I’m on the north side
I’ma push it, I’ma gon’ hit the clutch
Even though you suck good dick and that ass real fat
You got blocked ’cause you do too much
Standin’ on the couch with a pocket full of money and a bottle in my hand
I can see you in the cut
I can tell you wanna be a barbie
You done with your lips, now you workin’ on your titties and your
All these bitches in the club and you niggas wanna fight
Ain’t you lookin’ like a sucka? Yeah
All these bitches wanna fuck, yellow diamonds on me
Wrist lookin’ mustard, yeah
All this money in the world and you beefin’ ’bout a bitch
That’s a trait of a buster, yeah
All this money in the world and you beefin’ ’bout a bitch
That’s a trait of a