Gilligan Lyrics - D.r.a.m.

Big headed, long stick 

Fked up, turnt, too 

Do it big headed, long stick 

Turnt up, turnt, too 

Gone off the st again, that's just how I live 

Lost just like Gilligan on my own island 

Gone off the st again, lost just like Gilligan 

Gone off the st again, ay, lost just like Gilligan, ay 

Gone off the st again, yeah, ay 

Lost just like Gilligan, ay, ay 

Gone off the st again, ay, lost just like Gilligan, ay 

Gone off the st again, ay, lost just like 

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Look, I got hella st 

Take a whip, peep these molly rocks 

I got diamonds, too 

Bought a few, but they still like to swipe 

Bih, don't call my bluff 

If you want one, then meet me at the crib 

You know what it is 

Put your phone on off, give your phone to him, okay, cool 

Girl, your fro so soft, ooh, look at your friend, tryna be rude 

Get put in your place and that's out my place 

So please, be nice 

All this in your face, you can't get out my face 

We know your type 

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Gone off the st again, that's just how I live 

Lost just like Gilligan on my own island 

Gone off the st again, lost just like Gilligan 

Gone off the st again, ay, lost just like Gilligan, ay 

Gone off the st again, yeah, ay 

Lost just like Gilligan, ay, ay 

Gone off the st again, ay, lost just like Gilligan, ay 

Gone off the st again, ay, lost just like 

I got hella racks in my safe, got stars in my Wraith 

I got stripper hoes snorting blow, dancing in my place 

I got hella pounds from the plug that I'm bout to face 

Three Six Mafia probably fk yo mama back in 98 

Sipping on purple rain like champagne 

Nias gon make a toast 

And that weed and st that you passing 

If a nia don't choke 

Rolls Royce, I'm flying, sauces dripping 

Same color as the smoke 

Thousand nias with it in the street 

Nia look like the Pope 

Gone off the st again, that's just how I live 

Lost just like Gilligan on my own island 

Gone off the st again, lost just like Gilligan 

Gone off the st again, ay, lost just like Gilligan, ay 

Gone off the st again, yeah, ay 

Lost just like Gilligan, ay, ay 

Gone off the st again, ay, lost just like Gilligan, ay 

Gone off the st again, ay, lost just like 

Gilligan lost, turned trill again 

Need a vitamin, wait a min 

Better yet, a ritalin for my adrenaline 

If I'm up in my feelings, better pay the man 

Like motherfk a middle man 

Like I'm the sts with the sts 

Fk another nia bih again off the sts again 

Island boy like I'm Dominican 

On repeat like a ceiling fan 

All pink like I'm Killa Cam 

Palms, feet and let em feel the sand 

On the beach like I'm finna tan 

Black and proud like the brother man 

Make it rain like the weatherman 

Bust your head, fk a settlement 

Got to save and never sell again 

Gone off the st again, that's just how I live 

Lost just like Gilligan on my own island 

Gone off the st again, lost just like Gilligan 

Gone off the st again, ay, lost just like Gilligan, ay 

Gone off the st again, yeah, ay 

Lost just like Gilligan, ay, ay 

Gone off the st again, ay, lost just like Gilligan, ay 

Gone off the st again, ay, lost just like