Guillotine Flow Lyrics - Big K.r.i.t.

[Hook: Big K.R.I.T.] 

You geekin' huh? You geekin' huh? 

You geekin' huh? You geekin' huh? 

Eh nigga this that guillotine flow 

I'mma cut them niggas down, shorty, anything goes 

Wasn't none of them niggas around, shorty 

Now I'm on my king shit, C.R.E.A.M. shit 

Eagle wing shit, bubble a high beam shit 

Give 'em that dope that fiends get 

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[Verse 1: Big K.R.I.T.] 

5 star flow, been a while since I done bossed up 

Round table talkin' I'm seasoned so put the salt up 

Get crossed up, I'm Crawford, you awful, give the ball up 

We all in, no fallen', from that platform, got tossed up 

Like [sit here?] don't worry about these others 

If I let you push that foreign with fins that mean I love you 

Put that shit to heart, played my part, 'til my closet's Noah's ark 

Gator toes, fox and furs, matching belt, life is hard 

So I hit the strip money making KRIT 

Used to bang for a block, now I'm on my acre shit 

40 and a mule, anything else minuscule 

I ain't asking for your plate, I just wanna be full 

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[Hook: Big K.R.I.T.] 

Shorty cause this that guillotine flow 

I'mma cut them niggas down shorty, anything goes 

Wasn't none of them niggas around, shorty 

Now I'm on my king shit, C.R.E.A.M. shit 

Eagle wing shit, bubble a high beam shit 

Give 'em that dope that fiends get 

You geekin' huh? You geekin' huh? 

You geekin' huh? Yea you geekin' huh? 

[Verse 2: Big K.R.I.T.] 

Serve it like some hubbers on the corners 

To them geekers and them freakers and them stoners 

That fiend for that very moment 

Brakes were screeching like sneakers but the speakers 

Was beating so loud nobody could peep it 

They double back like "what you sold me?" 

This shit here OG for the low-low, I can't go forth without 

Paying you more though cause I'm oh-oh-oh-oh-oh so high 

That's what I hear a lot but my product is real rock 

Nirvana with the ear throb, if you need more you should try 

Never stepped on upper echelon with the fire 

Now run along, keep the line moving 

Cause there's more folks that wanna buy 

And we got that, never sold out, can't hold back supply 

Unless you searching for that wack shit, I ain't that type of guy 

[Hook: Big K.R.I.T.] 

Shorty cause this that guillotine flow 

I'mma cut them niggas down shorty, anything goes 

Wasn't none of them niggas around, shorty 

Now I'm on my king shit, C.R.E.A.M. shit 

Eagle wing shit, bubble a high beam shit 

Give 'em that dope that fiends get 

You geekin' huh? You geekin' huh? 

You geekin' huh? Yea you geekin' huh? 

[Verse 3: Rapsody] 

Rapsody, show me off like a trophy 

Five finger rap a nigga but now I'm Kobe 

I been lying low key but niggas been in the media 

I know your life story without looking up Wikipedia 

It costs a lot to be famous 

Words don't break bones but that don't mean they ain't painless 

Steel sharpen steel but I don't know if it's stainless 

Conversations with the older guys laying the game thick 

Came in the game like Jameis on some fucker shit 

Niggas ain't immortal, but living like fuck a bucket list 

Became famous, get money, spend it on rubber tits 

The real niggas I know all respectin' the real shit 

That's the media, mama ain't raise an idiot 

Hollered at the Doc and my niggas is like "is you kidding me?" 

Yea, game respect game,just promise when the fame come nigga, you won't ever change 

I'm in this Cam'ron pink, I look good in these streets don't I? 

Niggas talk shit like a nigga won't pull up on 'em 

You know where I be, talkin' Common rappin' bout corners 

I'm the black storm trooper all the whites folks mad at 

Don't like female rappers? You only mad you can't bag that 

Fuck you and your homeboy, security got 'em 

You want a rebound you better holler at Rodman 

Need a dentist for that bullshit you talkin' homie 

You know I keep a new flow if you feelin' tender on it 

Hotline bling and ain't nobody answering your calls 

How meek of you niggas not to answer me at all, I feel a way 

But the album comin' so I'll save it for another day 

Calling me Rapsody, ain't no Tigger though 

Shouts to my left coast niggas out on Figueroa 

To make it spark I ain't need a trigger or a milli yo 

All I ever needed was a trill guillotine flow 

[Hook: Rapsody] 

Shorty cause this that guillotine flow 

I'mma cut them niggas down shorty, anything goes 

Wasn't none of them niggas around, shorty 

Shorty now I'm on my queen shit, C.R.E.A.M. shit 

Eagle wing shit, bubble a high beam shit 

Give 'em that dope that fiends get 

You geekin' huh? You geekin' huh? 

You geekin' huh? You geekin' huh?