G.T.A.

Riding with k's, drac's, mac's That boy a wanna be lame, Max. He try takin over my lane, tagged She saw me online now she singin my name You sing for the moment you sing for the year This Aerosmith and wesson take it away (fa fa fa!) Don't even think we remotely the same. I roll a j and I'm hittin thots back when i'm bored In Miami she in heat, D Wade I get a stamp and a kiss when I'm passin the port Now I got no leg room to complain Say you gon slide, bro quit playin Gang opress him, GTA Been gettin way too quiet It's 5am I'm tired I hit that play I'm wired Can't leave that boy alive Feel like the matrix, maybe like Mason Know what the numbers mean I ain't complainin Coupe all red I'm feelin like Satan Bro you dead if you even just say it Yeah, riding with k's, drac's, mac's That boy a wanna be lame, Max. Try takin over my lane, tagged (machine gun) Don't even think we remotely the same Say you gon slide, bro quit playin Gang opress him, GTA