Lyrics:
qu'à la rue
On s'prend pour des criminels dans une Audi GT
Han, han, dans une Audi GT
C'est quelqu'un qui m'a dit que tu m'aimais pour qui j'étais
rollen
Alles ist vergänglich, das hast du mir beigebracht
Es wird Zeit, dass ich dich loslass' und dann weitermach'
Fahr' im schwarzen GT durch
pussy, and I'm a soul survivor
Vodka, hunned flavors, GT watermelon
She always do me favors, and I don't never tell her
GT yellow mango, I love to drink
mein Leben weg für PR
Irgendwann, wenn Gott will, GT-R
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Amadeus, Amadeus
Yayo und Weed die einzigen Bros
Seele ist Minus, Konto Mios
Houston
And then I ran out of gas in the blue GT
(Ay f*** it) The next week I went and cop a new GT
So naw ballin' what they call it, they call it living
niggas ain't never touched the weight
And I'm the muhfuckin' realist,
Nowadays the GT's glock black (jea!)
The shoes on that motherfucking 3-80 chrome
Ughhh
I hit the dash on the backstreet in the Ford GT packing the speed
I'm back in the heat
Police can't catch up to me
I press the gas in the E
My
of times I had me a dream I could buy me a heaven
But I copped a pack of gelato
Tryna get high like the jetson
Play the game like GT Auto tryna find me
Material, GT bleibt Kapitän
40 Mille cash Netto
Block eleven mein Brennpunkt
Stoff in Mengen, die Rettung
Ras vorbei gibt keine Verwechslung
Meine Rache mies,
anything else amma hop on the beat
Ride it like a G.T
Before anything else
[VERSE 1]
Golden boy on the crest nigga
Riding on top of the world nigga
Papa
och varit själv med käring som vill ha mer
Tagit en öl eller tre, en GT där till, ja vad ska man ta sig till
Inte vart nära för fem jävla öre, att
Rich, Imma Be Rich, I said
Imma Be Rich, Imma Be Rich
And I ain't gonna stop until the day I die
I just gt a bankroll and my swag is so live
JHK
that’s I how I feel today
Bentley GT coupe that’s how I feel today
Givenchy on my shoes that’s how I feel today
Try me I’m gon’ shoot that’s how I feel
the streets oops my bad
Take a flight to Trinidad next stop gt
Balling like LeBron James this a three peat please believe me
I ain't got no manners yeah I'm
a doubt
I got some issues that’s without a doubt
I might just disappear without a trace
Just Like an artist with a magic marker
I got the GT don’t know
you get laid
And then she see me in that GT going crazy
She Like it every way yeah she likes it every way
Look
She got a fat ass
I wanna grab that
piraterie
Que du GT
Pas de sportback
Les murs c'est dans la tête j'fonce dans l'cul-de-sac
On fait ça comme à l'ancienne y a pas d'airbag
J'suis dans le
Spangled Blood
Let LiL Mark teacha
LiL Mark thuggin thuggin in this mfka
Gt Garza thuggin thuggin in this mfka
Talk too fast
Get ya a kicked
on my plate
Kimo tell me where you from
Denni$ tell me where you from
Larenzo tell me where you from
Ohhh y'all from GT huh?
Kimo tell me where you
This that bravo
GTS
I'm finna just speak some facts to you
(Facts)
This juss the beginning of my journey
(Come and ride wit me)
And Ian giving up
Food for the soul know Im cooking
GT JA she from Brooklyn
Have you ever met a Gem
Natural melanin real brown skin
Ackee saltfish dash in a dumplin
freins de la gt pour que tu pile
Faut les freins de la gt pour que tu pile pile pile
Faut les freins de la gt pour que tu pile pile pile yeah
Tire pas trop
intentionally
Back on my game bitch
You in my lane hit the lane switch
Say my name bitch
Gt Gt Gt
Powystrzelani jak tweety
Kolory prawie jak w disney channel
Szybcy i wściekli to mustang gt
Wyłączaj byku to tv choinka ma zapach wanilii
W furze mam energetyki
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