Lyrics:
much cash
I bought a new Lac and put it on chrome, without touching my stash
Like Lil Flip I can do that, Excursion candy blue tha?
Twenty two that,
much cash
I bought a new Lac and put it on chrome, without touching my stash
Like Lil Flip I can do that, Excursion candy blue tha?
Twenty two that,
much cash
I bought a new Lac and put it on chrome, without touching my stash
Like Lil Flip I can do that, Excursion candy blue tha?
Twenty two that,
T.G T.G wat it do
T.G T.G wat it do
Lil action on the track
Lil action on the track
Dat bat man shawty gon n jig with it
Gone gone gone gone
i love it respect real people hand me
I spit flows to your mind that stick like cotton candy
U hate me its alrite my music got u dancin
And bumping
like if you was disrespectin' my kid
I could've easily put a slap in your wrist, like white bitch
G-Eazy rappin' the same competition, like I'm so
it's gon' be alright
To my sisters in the hood tryin to make life better
You ain't by yourself, you're looking better
Whatever the storms that come
Brooklyn though
Yo G-Eazy what up man
From the Bay Area all the way out here man
Yo this record is fuckin' fire (Haha)
Yeah I had to put on man
You know what
much money, too much cash
I bought a new Lac and put it on chrome, without touching my stash
Like Lil Flip I can do that, Excursion candy blue that
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got too much money, too much cash
I bought a new Lac and put it on chrome, without touching my stash
Like Lil Flip I can do that, Excursion candy blue
and your bitch is on my mind
It's summertime and your bitch is all mine
Summertime when them girls come out in short shorts
Candy weist, planting colors
the pole
I don't give a fuck who you is, who you know
I'm sticking to the G code the ruga let you know
How she get all that ass up in them jeans
Girl I know
check it
Candy on the front of me pimp or die
Seein' I could mack without a try
One of the baddest whoever moaned, leave a DOA
My POA, is
either shot for straight As or shot a deep three
While real Gs pushed Lana Del Rey and G-Eazy
They pushed keys, not the keys that's pushed by Stevie
Murder but you know, free him up still
Listen
I disappeared from the map like Madaline
Man got locked by feds in the can
My G P.Dough Porkedyagal
B was
kush on my plate
Fuck your debate, my campaign great
My money looking straight so that impala skate
Candy on the frame, chopper for the aim
Got game for
as long as it's do-do I ain't picky
If I sold pounds for two fifty, would you fuck with me
I'm sliding down Tidwell, candy blue V-12
I hit the club, with
is to Eazy-G, You Know I Mean It
Ya, ya, I'm back at it
Ya, ya, I'm back at it
Ya, ya, this is a habit
Ya, ya, I'm back at it
Okay, here's what I
common
Who told ya
Get it by the book flip it now take a look
Who sold it
Me A better version of the person I wanna be
Don't scold me
R I P to all my
Tryna find a way to make the most money
My one homie said "fuck it" he just gon' turn to a scammer
My home girl said "fuck school" she just wan' turn
even get respect from the O.G.'s in the group homes
Dorothy in the corner, breaking her knees when my tune's on
She mighty fine for eighty-five she musta
Tried to use me made me misuse
These Percocets and Xanax too
Got distracted by the stars up on the roof
Why would we continue?
After all the things that
the man, yea we feeling hella
Loose with the bottles in our hands
Getting recognized by everyone
Tenny trap the gang
Shorty says she listens to my music
not so fuckin due
Saare BT wale scenes the
Na jaane aisa kyu
Uske entry par the exit kitne jaanti nahi vo chu
Ab saare G's by mah side
And I got
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