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you flat tryna catch me in the streets
Cause I'm bout my pay and I'll smoke any dude tryna touch my G's
That's a fact, ain't a lie
Ill stack money till

Key while stroking it
Love all the little things
On G I notice it Yeah
On G I notice it

You got yo own style
Do yo own thang
In yo own ways you a cold

Homies were are the O G
And the old me 
You know he has to die now
Homies we never fold see
Can never break me 
And we will never let you down
Homies

I got guap, guap, guap, got that guap on me 
Call me RoBo G, take her give her dignity
Drive that bumble be, I'm her big daddy
I can't roll in peace,

What it do?
Oh I get it now? What it do?
Get em so sick? Like the flu 

Niggas so shit double doo
But I hang around with double G
Talk to him then you

Metto mille g nei calzini
Domani è lunedì, erba nel napapijiri
Giuro mamma che smetto, ma quando mai
Mi ritroveranno secco, freddo fra tipo ice
Senti

Come and ride wit a g baby we can live it up
The realest you'll ever meet there's nothing to be discussed 
Its truth in what I speak girl it's deeper

This is NLE , call it a private G
Sitting on the world like this shit was built for me
We treat this shit just like a dine and dash
Sitting at the table

I usually keep this shit G
But right now your all that I need
I know that it's almost 3 
I shouldn't be callin but
RING RING

I'm intrigued by yo

my g
Yeah I'm making moves in the west like Hailie
And now i got labels there trying to sign me
Last month Yungen said he respects me, that right

Goldlink your Dance On Me make me wanna go Chee
How many bands on me
How many bands you need to start acting free
8 bands like handsome G's
Band Up and act

Od punktu A do punktu G
Przemieszczasz się w sekundy dwie
A ja ci służę dobrą radą
Nie myl kobiety z autostradą
A ja ci służę dobrą radą
Nie myl

gas
Press play pon a firmyard track
No time fi waste pa mi G shock watch
Back seat fully load wid cash
Couple mill pon the line fi go chop
Couple

a G.O.A.T (G.O.A.T.)
Like a plant, I'ma grow
Planet Earth 2.0 (2.0)

If I don't like you, don't call me a bro (I'm not your bro)
I bring the lyrics, I bring

We hebben een grote zwarte hond en Bingo is zijn naam
We hebben een grote zwarte hond en Bingo is zijn naam
B-i-n-g-o, b-i-n-g-o, b-i-n-g-o en Bingo

look up. Wo oe ohoh

I need a rude, rude boy, bad, bad boy
Can you handle me?
Can you take leap
Spill the tea
Cause i need a G
Baby be my G

She says she

knee's lookin bacc At it please
Twerk it til it hurt for me shorty and I'm keep throwin these g's oooooooh
Get down on your knee's lookin bacc At it please

Free's
„Free O.G.“, hieß es jahrelang und heißt es immer noch
Bunker Stoff unter'm Kissen und sitz' wieder mal im Loch, haha

Ne, ne, ne, nein, nein,

could bow down
Bow down, tell a boy he could bow down
KING

It's K the I to the motherfucking G
If you don't know I'm the motherfucking King
Yo I only

check my wrist

Christ I be spending g's
Five on my Louie sneaks

Way I be cruising streets
Tell baby girl just breeze

Drop the window
Light the endo

I enjoy the pressure
They underestimated
I'm too educated
Now they know better
Yeah they know better

They ask a G what he on
Same answer he chillin

Ya, ya, ya
G.I., G.I.B
Saco mi pluma y los mato con clase
Siempre ando de negro pa sus funerales
Mi lengua es fuego soy un kamikaze
Tírenme de nuevo

What he about
Do he want the clout
I need a bunch a G's in my account
Yo what he about
Do he want the clout
Na but will on the beat and it bounce
You see

pè fincado
Cada bez max dd rap è conprimicio
Bati côntinencia pa td nhas G'S
Mas respeto pa tudo nhas G's
Dedo meio pa kez enemys
Nsa li d pè moda