g.i.g.o

hey

yeah

hold on

tried to tell these niggas man

hey

how many times i gotta tell you

boy i'm really on that cash shit?

i'ma serve a nigga the same hand i wipe my ass with

we grew up with momma

we ain't had no dad bitch

these niggas had silver spoons

and ours was kinda plastic

bitches sucking dick for guwop

and call theyself a bad bitch

yes i talk my shit a lot

'cause i ain't never had shit

niggas think i'm hurt 'bout what they said

but i be laughin'

bitch just asked me can i give her head

i started laughin'

i got high as fuck

then decided to do this song

i know it's family first

but your family do you wrong

i just be like fuck it

i be better off alone

wipe my hands with all this shit

and change the number to my phone

took this teno? out the 9

'cause i couldn't bring it in the club

they say come with something smaller

so i went and bought a slug

run that shit i feel like poppa bear

and these niggas some cubs

i get in then get up outta there

ain't tryna kiss and hug

i get in then get up outta there

ain't tryna kiss and hug

i get a lotta hate

but i be gettin' a lotta love

forget i had i bitch

'cause i was booted off them drugs

they say when it rains it pours

but i been in the flood

when this nigga get that crazy?

when he started doing that?

i'm from dallas baby

i know how to watch my back

how come every time i see him

shit don't add up to his raps

niggas say they diamonds dancing

but ain't got shit on they neck

all this dressing

thousand island

bitch i be styling

valet parked the dodge

hear me just to do some shopping

momma won't be stressing longer

son just started poppin'

niggas won't be batman

only when they 'round the robin

it was either goulash every night or sloppy joes

i blow a lotta boogers like i got a runny nose

and these niggas gon' be bitches

these hoes gon' be hoes

don't ask me what i'm smokin'

and you can smell it on my clothes

got a nigga pissed

smith and west ain't got no safety

i might shoot my dick

lil' momma brought a camera with her

i might shoot a flick

some niggas got it comin' to 'em

nah i ain't forget

these bitches think they knowin' everything

then take yo' ass to yale

i'm in route with all this paper

look like i deliver mail

niggas always whining

like these pussy niggas broke a nail

yeah

i play it cool

but they know i got shells like taco bell

nah forreal bitch

real talk nigga

i be playin' it cool

but i got shells like taco bell

forreal

aye