Intro to G73

Uh, please don't ever disrespect Especially, when we come correct You wanna f*ck with us? not the rest Aiming for the top spot, yeah you know we are the best I hit my flow and you already know When I'm rolling with the gang and you know that It's all over (Over) When we pull up on the scene, empty out our magazine Then we hit some nicotine When I'm boolin with the team and we looking so clean Dripped out in Supreme Yeah, we pretty nice reality were pretty mean But we stay on the grind, tryna find, tryna climb Our way to the top When I'm on the mic I can't stop Unless I drop, bury me in the grave In actuality, there's no point in tryna save, me Cause I'm just fucking messed Until you walked into my life and now I feel blessed We trapping in the basement, homie Peele and Sam We boutta go ham, shela on FaceTime Only girl who'll answer on our time Gonna do the crime, bitch hunnid K, stacked up, yeah I can't rhyme for my life, too sick but on that Y-S-I-V holla at Logic What? my bitch bad, like it all come with a check but F*ck that (Need it though) On that boom bap Finna switch the flow F*ck all these hoes My future bitch bad I ain't kidding but Hitta I'ma get it, gonna get it, Vola gonna get it Sam gonna get it, we Gonna get it Let's kick it Yo, I'm blessed I can't stress All these bitches on my line and they so fine, someone pass me some Wine Need to sip it huh, hit the blunt huh Like a communion, hit it we one union Yeah, I ain't done I'ma run it up bitch, yeah I ain't done I'ma run it up bitch, yeah We ain't done we gon' run it up bitch, yeah F*ck with us need to show some trust huh, yeah Pour me some beer, yeah-yeah Peele pass me that beer, yeah-yeah I be kicking it in the basement With my crew and we sipping on some hella fine brews Don't f*ck with us or you will get screwed Mother fuckers better come correct My current girl be absolutely perfect, when you see me you acting Nervous You and your crew hop out the whip, like It's a fucking circus I be flowing over this beat, so effortlessly My ex tryna get back together with me, so desperately, I pull up With the Mother fucking .40 Cal with the beam, yeah that be the theme My life plays like a movie, It's a fucking dream Cash rules everything around me, get the cream I'ma let out some steam, it be raising my self-esteem While i be rocking that Supreme, yeah I be like a Salmon; I be swimming up stream Got your girl in all fours and I make her scream Yeah, you little bitches ain't got the cojones to step up to my level If you got the beef, you ain't gonna want this metal Got all the scores I'm gonna fucking settle When it comes to the bag, I pedal to the metal With the way I brave this world, I deserve a fucking medal, bitch