Lyrics:
Say DrumDummie, I love this shit here ya heard me
You know
Rez Burna
Slim fit Bauds, still stickin' to the G-Code
Slim fit hoe trynna see if she can
feelin a G
Aye, hittin the waters, summer, we gettin it hotter
We flippin like otters, a niggas hakuna matata
Aye, hittin the waters, summer, we gettin it
Esa es tu g que quiere estar en mi cama Estar en llamas
Llamame al phone sabes que siempre estoy presente
Me bua a llenar de grillz los dientes
(Los
cicatrici
Che ne sai dei sacrifici
Ma tu che ne sai di me
Guala nei miei jeans, li farò my g
Sempre 4PF, Idea got the drip
Non ti rispondo, campi con i beef
Non so te
Ma mi manca l'aria
Pioggia sui G-star
Come acqua santa
Dimmi dove stai
Non aspetto l'alba
Per venire okay
Dimmi solo una parola
Ne ho
Gadem, Duplex, Broad g, WhiguiDog
Lev, Junky B, Modju
Jaddah, Mota, Piri, Max
Flavio tchorasMc, Psydin
Butts I Halloween
Jair, Jamba OPP
Smeks, Ne Jah,
it I'm on the phone
That shit go ring ring muthafucka, know that tone
Fake king shit muthafucka G's gone know
Yeh
I got some real real eyes
Don't have
That boy is our last hope
Mally Gang
Look at them hating on me
Getting mad cause a nigga got G's, with a whip from Queens
Look at them talking that
te descanso
Nice shit
Pull up me
Wanna me
Shotters mil
Rappers Milf
Pills for g
Buscan chezze
Tengo chezze
Nice shit
Pull up me
Wanna me
Shotters mil
a leak
Just talk up eno
Highgrade enhance di feeling
Eye contact mek di mood get misleading
Love when she visit often in G string
Mek it easy fi shift
said bae show me you drip out
Drip out
I said bae show me you drip out
Fendi, Louis, Gucci, Prada
Fendi, Louis, Gucci, Prada
N'mesti dinheru G n'ka mesti
this shit trust and believe G.M.E. ain't goin' out sad
We out here flipping every motherfucking, we get our hands on
To reach the motherfucking top
(Uh, uh, uh)
Yeah (yeah)
(Jacob Mbayo, G²)
It's Jacob
I got my head in the beats, you best believe when I'm out there I'm ready to shoot
I'm finna
resto
Bimbi fanno dindi
Kremy e g sopra il beat fanno big drip
Volti tristi vi ho già visti
Vedo i vostri occhi storti siete tristi
Ho una miss bi
Sempre
what I mean
Told the plug I dont ever get g's
Ask him how much he want for a p
Cuz I think imma need about 3
Im Colossal it ain't about me
Late night I'm
bitches
I can't fuck with these hoes tryna play with my mental
Keep it G, Big Steppa, Big Pimpin'
Aye
I been getting to the bag, lil nigga
Yessir, chasing
Vibe
I roll
Yeah it's lit
Tell her she don't wanna be with me
I'm a G
I'm too lit
I be
I be
I be
On my vibe
I roll
Yeah it's lit
Tell her she don't
I Got CD
LV
Double G
Philip P
Mike Amiri
Givenchy
Fendi
Imma Designer Feen
I Got CD
LV
Double G
Philip P
Mike Amiri
Givenchy
Fendi
Imma designer
Uh
Uh
Uh
Wooo
Wooo
JAMOOOOOO
Ayy
Ayy
I don't need no bitch (Woo)
Mi trovi sempre con i G
Uh Yah
Ayy
Ayy
Uh Yah (Ahahah)
Black bag with the weed
Black
cant see
But i swear you are my g
My g remember when we fly so high
Remember when shoot up the sky
We aiming for them targets we shooting for the stars
Venimos de cero, soy el fucking MVP
Trapicheando a diario, siempre real con team
Dominando el juego, ya lo sabes soy el G
Por fuera el estilo y por
I'm on the block with my 2 2 g's till lights dim out cah my niggahs gon show me
I know what u do in that house if that kitchen dirty tell her please
Supp
From the G to the E
NewYonksClassic
Supreme es la crema
Noventera que te traigo
No soy Dj Premier ni Pete Rock
But I'm the man, u know
Marco
dreaming bout at night
I refuse to give my family just a mediocre life
His and hers G Wagon we stay matching with the whips
My daughter takin' naps
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