GGZ (feat. Bando Gz & Justin4L)

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I'm coming out the music, I'll chuck a duck
And team come down, turn it back
Like what
They call me sweeter than they were

Like huh
I'll be dead, what's up, what's up
Like
What

Yo, feel my hot stuff, feel my platinum
Yo, feel my bass
Yo, boom
Like

Okay
Like
What
Opp dot tryna f*ck on the gang

Taunt that bitch, leave her clothes on I just want the neck
Posted up, I put on for the gang
See bro running up, he gon' shoot up your decks
Free team at creedia and free babyGs

And free Mr Poke from the depth
Toast on to they watchin', we on no vomit
And bitch, I just don't care about the vest
Opp dot tryna f*ck on the gang

taunt that bitch, leave her clothes on I just want the neck
Posted up, I put on for the gang
See bro running up, he gon' shoot up your decks
Free team at creedia and free babyGs

And free Mr Poke from the depth
Toast on to they watchin', we on no vomit
And bitch, I just don't care about the vest
Bro, tell me geek, cause niggas be actin

I'm wearing my denims, I'm lovin' the fashion
Bro, for 30, you know we ain't lackin
Postin' the trenches, yeah, we bout to action
Don't lie, keep a heater turned

Without the pole, me and Brody gon' beat him up
Smokin', knowin' my feet is up
Got chop in the spot, just watch how I freeze him up
Told T that I keep flockin

RPT, we them niggas promotin' the violence
Better tuck on them diamonds
If they pop him a 30, he up in it wildin
Niggas stop all the dissin

Last opp try to run, five shots, now he missin
Move up, they gon' blitz him
Son of geek in the cut, ain't towin' or smithin
Bad bitch, let me f*ck, cause I'm G's Lee

Bro movin' tech, tryna clap, and it's PG
F*ck the outro, they may end up with GG
Trees give it up, ass fat like RiRi
Trees give it up, ass fat like RiRi

Gang, gang, gang, gang
Opt out, tryna f*ck on the gang
Tell that bitch leave her clothes on, I just want the neck
Posted up, I put off for the gang

See Bro runnin' up, he gon' shoot up your decks
Free team, I create it
And free baby G's
And free Mr. Polk from the death

So stunnin', they watchin
We on no time, and fish, I still give out effects
Opt out, tryna f*ck on the gang
Tell that bitch leave her clothes on, I just want the neck

Posted up, I put off for the gang
See Bro runnin' up, he gon' shoot up your decks
Free team, I create it
And free baby G's

And free Mr. Polk from the death
So stunnin', they watchin
We on no time, and fish, I still give out effects
Gang, gang, gang, you know

Y to the G's, G's to the sky
Never put a O before my Y
Like, R-P-T, 4Seph, 4Seph
Like, let's talk about opt outs

They make the block out
They thinkin' they big, I optin' so I'm big
So I opt for the dicks, and I tell them let's
We gon' clean them up

It's a couple of ops, and I see I'm bein' up
Like, we gon' clean them up
My ops doin' bad, so they just start teamin' up
Like, I told Bender we out the 5-6

Like, we gon' creep to the back, like
If we see a op, throw on your mask, like
And put one in the head, like
These bitches be for us and the op

So watch out for the law
Four ops right there, put the call in
They have no gun, they gon' creep from behind
And they say how they talk on my dad

And don't got no breath, see the op, we gon' pick em' all
Like, like
They like, get that shit out, bro, they pass the ball
Like, like

They know who I'm callin', it's time to score
They like, get that shit out, bro, they pass the ball
They know who I'm callin', it's time to score
Opt out, tryna f*ck on the gang

Tell that bitch leave her clothes on, I just want the neck
Post it up, I put on for the gang
See bro runnin' up, he gon' shoot up your decks
Free team, I create it

And free baby G's
And free Mr. Polk on the deck
So stunnin', they watchin
Real or time, and fish, I still care about the vest

Opt out, tryna f*ck on the gang
Tell that bitch leave her clothes on, I just want the neck
Post it up, I put on for the gang
See bro runnin' up, he gon' shoot up your decks

Free team, I create it
And free baby G's
And free Mr. Polk on the deck
So stunnin', they watchin

Real or time, and fish, I still care about the vest
What
Like, said fish, I don't
Gang, gang, gang

What's that detail, nigga
Make em' get jiggy before we shoot em', you heard
R.P. Woo
Yeah, what's that bando, nigga

Open up when I'm out in the cake, nigga

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