
2gaudy – Don’t Need A Witness Lyrics
Artist: 2gaudy
Song: Don’t Need A Witness
Back in this b#tch, i ain’t finished
But all the f#cks that i give are diminished
I’m hittin’ back on attack, like it’s tennis
Gun got a silencer, don’t need a witness
Don’t need a witness to say this song heat
Don’t need your listen, i’m still gonna eat
Don’t want your b#tch, ’cause i hit it last week
Told her i love her, but lied through my teeth
Bape on my feet, but you rocking 〈.?.〉
I got that chop, like that boy nle
Leave that boy red, like chef boyardee
Spilled some mustard on my goyard tee
Too busy plottin’, i cannot sleep
Too busy thottin’, that b#tch is a freak
Too busy thottin’, that b#tch is a dub
I ain’t showin’ love, she won’t get a hug
Firestone defense called an fn
Focused on the grind, like a ritalin
b#tch, i’m way too tall for these mini men
I’ma stomp jerry out, in these vitamins
I just keep sh#t cool, like a cpu
Saw gaudy on the street, he the sh#t, pu
Got hitched to the bread, made it say, “i do,”
Life sh#t got dark, got a model s roof
Don’t know where the star speed 〈.?.〉 in the booth
b#tch clingy, always tryna hang like a noose
Always talkin’ ’bout bread, let’s just see it ain’t true
n#gg#, don’t get pressed, if i call out fake shoes
Life gave me lemons, i kept that sh#t simple
Red dot on his nose, pimple
And the whip a spaceship, ms. frizzle
Drop the top in the town, stuart little
One thing you won’t do, belittle
Only target i hit’s the middle
And that boy f#ckin’ sweet like a skittle
Put him on a tee, played the world’s smallest fiddle
Back in this b#tch, i ain’t finished
But all the f#cks that i give are diminished
I’m hittin’ back on attack, like it’s tennis
Gun got a silencer, don’t need a witness
Don’t need a witness to say this song heat
Don’t need your listen, i’m still gonna eat
Don’t want your b#tch, ’cause i hit it last week
Told her i love her, but lied through my teeth
Bape on my feet, but you rocking 〈.?.〉
I got that chop, like that boy nle
Leave that boy red, like chef boyardee
Spilled some mustard on my goyard tee
Too busy plottin’, i cannot sleep
Too busy thottin’, that b#tch is a freak
Too busy thottin’, that b#tch is a dub
I ain’t showin’ love, she won’t get a hug
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Release Year: 2020