Nike Tech (feat. nevertoucheddowninfrance)

I got my g a Nike Tech You know how it be He just loves his checks One of my gs gets Nike bread Four and no more the label got swept Her man got hit now she givin' me head Guess it's alright it's a head for a head If he walk like he talk then he might lose a leg I be runnin' the Spurs they callin' me Greg So much is done so little is said We don't do the talkin' this isn't a Ted We'd rather be quiet a do it instead That boy ain't a leader he was mislead If he tried us one time then he must repent You can kill him outside you can kill him in his bed The moral of the story I want the boy dead I got my g a Nike Tech You know how it be He just loves his checks One of my gs gets Nike bread Four and no more the label got swept Her man got hit now she givin' me head Guess it's alright it's a head for a head If he walk like he talk then he might lose a leg I be runnin' the Spurs they callin' me Greg Did it again and again so it's bless Did it again and again like I'm Fred I'm doing it better and better and best Cuffing this game like a newly wed Cuffed to the game I'm under arrest You say that you know so why would you guess You say its with heart so say it with chest You claiming a lot you get repossessed Yeah and I'm back like I never left My Fendi and Prada it's red on red My dog triple grey in a Nike tech She hot like a sauna I like it wet Arm ain't big enough for no money spread I fly autopilot the money jet Pussy you bouncing a funny cheque She bouncing that shit for my dummy cheque I got my g a Nike Tech You know how it be He just loves his checks One of my gs gets Nike bread Four and no more the label got swept Her man got hit now she givin' me head Guess it's alright it's a head for a head If he walk like he talk then he might lose a leg I be runnin' the Spurs they callin' me Greg I said it before but I'll say it again You already know I'm a perfect ten I'm flawless pure and spotless Crystal clean I'm so obnoxious Switch the tempo change the topic All these hoes inside my comments Want get posted they not popping Want this wave they steady flopping Oh my god he pocket watching Scary numbers for the watches She OVO October but the boy was always August Not a lifeline please don't call up On my ass cause she's a taurus Pants is baggy cause the wallet Overflowing broken faucet I got my g a Nike Tech You know how it be He just loves his checks One of my gs gets Nike bread Four and no more the label got swept Her man got hit now she givin' me head Guess it's alright it's a head for a head If he walk like he talk then he might lose a leg I be runnin' the Spurs they callin' me Greg Yeah and I'm back like I never left My Fendi and Prada it's red on red My dog triple grey in a Nike tech She hot like a sauna I like it wet Arm ain't big enough for no money spread I fly autopilot the money jet Pussy you bouncing a funny cheque She bouncing that shit for my dummy cheque