Lyrics:
Every time I wake up
I'm living dream (dream, d-dream, dream)
It's just me and my team (team, t-team, team)
And we getting the green (green, g
my dick
2 C's my bitches thicc
2 G's Gucci my fit
Spent ya whole rent on my wrist
I got a fridge on my wrist
Slidin' on ice but I could never slip
Bad
blood (Blood)
All my life I been a G (G)
Two fingers, fuck the peace (Fuck it)
Some girls fucked with my pride (Fuck em)
Some niggas don fuck with my pie
Bitch
Damn you in denial
Yeah, it's been a while
Before I can retire
Put this in my file
The OG
OG
The OG
O-G-G-G-G
Nigga, bitch
What the fuck
Promise I
believe i'm him
R.i.p. to all my friends
I feel responsible for so many
How do i live i don't know
Born alone die alone
Cry alone
Don't cry for g's ride for
the streets
Still a slay a enemy
Whatcha sayin gotta cease
I could float a couple g's
To them g's
Let em feast
Cuz they know just where you be
Who you be?
another puff and Now I’m thinking bout some Other stuff
She love the rough fucking
And the way I keep it g
Yea she a lady in the streets
But she a freak for
I don't wanna make them g's
Sigo esperándote aquí
Digital mediando el kit, pero envidian lo que conseguí
I don't wanna make em g's
Sigo separando
Yeah I'm with the homies and you m**********g know it
I've been grinding in this game yeah I've Dora the explored it
Running laps around this thing
I was born with the key only me can stop me
I'm a g like times 3 only me can stop me
I gotta be all i can be only me can stop me
Ain't nobody
tequila
Libertad pa mis negros de Madrid
Aquí si tienen todos reparten el cheese
No pidas respeto si después vas de G
No fais pas de conneries avec une
Four deep
I got twenty four G's
Excuse me
I'm tryna count this blue cheese
VVS
Shinin' like a ruby
Get yo block hot
Just like a jacuzzi
You can
taire ma voix
Et frérot je me dois de rester
Fidèle à mon gang
Fidèle à mes g
C’est tout pour les miens
C’est tout pour ma famille
Mes reufs c’est ma
On ma momma I'll get rich
Buy a house up in the hills
Buy a foreign beast some G class shit some Fucken AMG
Rock designer Louis V
Private chef from
Love it how I’m drillin
Mommy in the L truck
In the mix, boom
Splashing how I’m coming
I got me some Paper
In the mix, boom
Emo-g stackin
Stat, Emo-g not
life ain't really being well
I got the double G belt
My life ain't really being well
I got the double G belt
My life ain't really being well
I got
so smooth g
Now she acting like she knew me
5 star girl she real g
Never acting like a groupie
Always drowning in some Gucci
O my lord yeah she
the lot
Lotta guap on me
Whole lotta shots on me
Whole lotta thots on me
Wanna hang with a real g
Been this way since the middle of the street
You don't
I got banz on me yea i got bagz on me
Rips all in my jeans and they cost about a g
Designer all on me yea thats all on me
Double g the frames yah
the nerve to make it look like it was only me,
When you were covering your tracks up with another g
Deleted messages and pics for me to never see
But I was
the widows and removing all the doors
And ain’t no way you could stop me or this m******f*****g glow
And I hope you choke on the shade
If you every try
from 5 years ago
Chalo chado door badi jaana g
Boond boond kar k sagar banana g
Galti kiti maaf kar den ge rana g
Mere to nahi honda eh honda bahana g
E motto
Christ is who to follow
Dish assists like Rondo
Easiest pill to swallow
Paint it like Picasso
G O D that's auto
Fully automatic
I'm the rap
don't stress me
Now you don vex me
I'm calling my g's
We whipping up tracks to flex on you
We chasing the m's
You catching the z's
8 to 5 for the peas I
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