GT-LA (feat. Kareem Cobain)
Juanthousand
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I know you see us baby Summer time in that ghost Niggas stunting for hoes get you blast at Play with fam niggas dropping bombs on ya dad cap Hating on a nigga nah we ain't never had that, round here Elm & jean bitch we all here Niggas sipping drank eating steak wearing lounge gear playa shit Gettin too many pesos to persuade a bitch Linked up with Bo got on some wavy shit f*ck with us Life cool, can't complain it's on the up & up Throw a party on the block you know the hoes pullin up with they tops down & they tops off I told come her come with me i'm tryna get my rocks off Damn that ass soft but it don't feel better than money touching my hands when i count it No sucka shit i can't stand to be around it Surrounded by trapaholics like damn son where you find this I know you see us baby Hop out looking too amazing Way too playa way too wavy Just know that ghosttown made us Know you can't fight the feeling Windows tinted corner bending Way too real ain't no pretending That's just that ghosttown in me Summertime in that ghost Niggas stunting for hoes get ya blast at Young Cobain droppin bombs like Baghdad Hating on a nigga nah we ain't never had that Sleeping on me you gone wind up with a bad back Barry bonds out the park everything i bat at Never hit the scene with a girl unless she bad bad Smoke a lil weed like to shop call her hashtag You can call me Bo baby got it from my dads dad Pimpin in my blood chasing nothing but a bag bag Sittin on the throne hood love me like crack crack Touch a hair on em you gone wind up in a black bag Ernest on my side & you know what's up in that bag He don't rock a man purse nigga that's a strap bag So you better bag back you ain't even the wave You know that be the mayor you ain't even gotta ask that I know you see us baby Hop out looking too amazing Way too playa way too wavy Just know that ghosttown made us Know you can't fight the feeling Windows tinted corner bending Way too real ain't no pretending That's just that ghosttown in me This that flannel, gold watch with my vans on Told her she ain't comin in my room with them pants on I could be dead wrong, but it feel right Whatever we do in the dark a never come to light I'm shooting dice tryna break em up Hunched over back hurtin i gotta straighten up Still be onnat ratchet shit when i be feeling foolish Remember skipping class & shit running ducking truancy Baby ain't no you & me is what it is f*ck what it used to be Must be a fool you think ion keep a few wit me Real nigga i ain't gotta say it i proved it 23 years of life this shit feel like a movie & when i'm talking my shit it's amusing Cause i'm on a perc 10 it got me feelin groovy Outta site dynamite like i'm JJ still send my uncle pokey money thru the jpay! I know you see us baby Hop out looking too amazing Way too playa way too wavy Just know that ghosttown made us Know you can't fight the feeling Windows tinted corner bending Way too real ain't no pretending That's just that ghosttown in me
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Written by: Kareem Cobain, Keijuan Jacobs
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