g.m.g jay finesse riley şarkı sözleri

Bitch I’m the man Soon as I was walk through the door Pull up and I’ll rock yo show If that’s yo lil’ hoe Gang Better hide her tho’ She on green light That mean she gone go No we ain’t lackin’ Gang be wreckin’ the havoc We stay on point like a cone My shooters be grippin’ them poles So if It’s a go my niggas gone blow We wipe yo’ nose If we heard you told I pickup the load Now I’m back in the trap They callin’ my phone What you need I got that Said he need four I scale it then bag If he jump like a toad I’m upping the strap Keep what he wanted And take what he got I’m back in my mode I’m Trappin’ real hard My bankroll can’t fold So I gotta stay smart If we pull his card What he gone do tho Nothin’, he a hoe So, we had to zoe He a bitch So, he ain’t gone do shit No, not a thing Cause when we pop He get drop like some lean Got hella racks in my jeans Ima’ get go it by any means I’m get money gang That’s the money team If he play with me Put em’ on hanes tee To run up some M’s Yea, that’s my dream And ima’ get there With this jugg scheme For my niggas I’m uppin’ the b’s D on a play know I’m gbg I just got good from a bb&t All these niggas claim it But it’s one GMG I’m a young nigga havin’ Like I’m tmt Opps said they bout action Put em’ on tnt They be doing all that actin’ Should be on bet These niggas be cappin’ They belong on a screen They can stick to that Ima’ get to this green Stay dipped in that fashion Yea I like Louie, today I wear Gucci I was in a hooptie, with a lil’ hoochie Bitch I’m just coolin’, I don’t want no coochie Just drool on me shordy, don’t be scared to do it Can’t trust all these thotties Cause these bitches be choosing Yea I’m bout’ money But my shooters be hooping They might pull up drop 30 That’s Kyrie Irving J.P and Hathaway that’s who I’m eating with Pass all yo’ moves cause we get em’ really lit I stay with them Jews so, them cases I’m beating it Bag a bitch like I work at jewels F*ck up a check might go buss down my jewels They know I go stupid, I’m gone act a fool But I turn to a menace, once I pick up this tool If he acting real picky we taking his food Runnin’ his pockets And taking his loot Far from that little shit Nigga I than grew Now I might catch a play And buss down a blue We been doin this And it ain’t nothin’ new I see niggas hatin’ I ain’t trippin’ it’s cool Exotic ice cream Put me right in the mood Fuckin’ yo bitch While she playing my tunes If it ain’t bout money Bitch get out my way I just been trappin I gotta get paid 24 hours I flip it same day Customers love it Real exotic flav You can’t touch it GANG
Sanatçı: G.M.G Jay Finesse
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