Gulag Shawty

By Chetta

On Afterlife

Released on October 30, 2020

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[Intro]

Damn, that's Surreal right there?

We're sorry


[Chorus]

Catch the charge, If you tryna ride for me

I got hittas real hittas, die for me

All these lames In my way

Why homie? Why homie?

Why homie? Why homie?

Why homie? Why homie?

I ain't got five on it

I brought fifteen hundred

Just to spend

I dont really wanna' go

But i wanna fuck her and her friend

I be booted on the low

As fast it go I get it in

Yeah yeah

There that go I get it in

Yeah


[Verse 1]

On a xan and perc again (Yeah)

Try and tie me (Yeah)

I dont bend (Yeah)

Outchea wilding (Yeah)

Bitch i been that

Dont have no needs

Dont need no friends

Surfing on a bankroll

Tryna spin you can't roll

Im like what it do….. Hoe

And my a skipping

B - C - D - E - F - G - H - I - J

To the motherfucking K

Split ya face


[Pre-Chorus]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, aye


[Chorus]

Catch the charge, If you tryna ride for me

I got hittas real hittas, die for me

All these lames In my way

Why homie? Why homie?

Why homie? Why homie?

Why homie? Why homie?

I ain't got five on it

I brought fifteen hundred

Just to spend

I dont really wanna' go

But i wanna fuck her and her friend

I be booted on the low

As fast it go I get it in (Yeah yeah)

There that go I get it in (Yeah)


[Verse 2]

Fo-fo blow blow like the wind (Yeah)

Forgive me bitch im tryna sin (Yeah)

Off a addy and k-pin (Yeah)

Dont have no dreams Im tryna live that

Dropping in some faygo

All your shit be karo

Roll my wood like eggrolls

In your hood Like aye hoe

(Aye hoe)

And my choppa eat the block like benihanas

Smoked out, loced out, woe ain't hard to find us


[Pre-Chorus]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, aye


[Chorus]

Catch the charge, If you tryna ride for me

I got hittas real hittas, die for me

All these lames In my way

Why homie? Why homie?

Why homie? Why homie?

Why homie? Why homie?

I ain't got five on it

I brought fifteen hundred

Just to spend

I dont really wanna' go

But i wanna fuck her and her friend

I be booted on the low

As fast it go I get it in (Yeah yeah)

There that go I get it in (Yeah)