Lyrics:
My g dat talk too long
Do it step by step don't rush
Just wave that ting make a man Go dumb
Ay
Do the TC Bop
My g dat talk too long
Do it step by step
Con los de siempre, un flow cabrón
Dando vuelta' en un maquinón
Cristales G5 en un capsulón (en un capsulón)
Y desde que salí (desde que salí)
To'
Icing all out like I’m D Lo, By the three oh still living by the G code
Balance out the game like a seesaw, yeah I’m lethal Gotta do it for my people
Call my phone and don't answer
Call, call my phone and don't answer
Karol G, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah, Quavo
Call my phone and don't answer
Call,
Yeah, chopstick came with a large lo mein
Extra clip in it, nigga, I ain't got no aim
Balmain pocket filled with fresh romaine
And I stay with
Y sali con el bate a lo profundo
Y no, no, no, no, no
It's too much of us
It ain't enough of y'all
Y'all can't fuck with us
Y'all better duck
day no license
Me in it
D in it
Don't sleep in it
Eh eh ehh
Lo looking for the P's innit
My G's in it
Money do the talk we reasoning
My G's in it
el chito.
Mai ni yo me lo explico,
Estoy surcando los picos,
Enrolando como gringo, de lunes a domingo.
Wah gwan, number one, no ganga, no guns,
by
Was-W-Was-Was-Was los?
Mach immer noch den Schulhof zum Schlachthof
Südberlin Kokain, es ist wieder Drive-by
Ich fick deine Mutter und dein Vater gibt mir High
Keep the lo-lo in the three wheel stance (Snoop Dogg! Snoop Dogg!)
Still rock the gin n juice in hand (Snoop dogg! Snoop Dogg!)
I do it for the G
Uh
1st & (1st &) 15th (15th)
Woah, uh!
Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor
Is lovingly, hand-crafted and done
By the good folks, at 1st & 15th, yeah!
lo yi bo
Ti n ba ti g'oke agba kin ma lo yi bo
Iroyin ayo mofe ma rigbo
The mixing by Aje
Limoh the Limoh uh uh
Beatz Ak, Beatz by Ak
Parli di G
Di weed
Di bitch
Però non hai i g's e la weed
Parli di king
J's on feet
Però non hai il drip
You sound a little crazy
But it could be the heat
I'm roasted like a chestnut
By the fire of your feet
Your body is a furnace
Your love is the coal
Patek (wuh)
Young rich nigga buscándome un check
Carro es foreign y no es Teck
No soy de Medallo, pero estoy Blessd
Glock 42 y no es de Sech
G el SUV
them Corn Rows to the back
I ain't really tryin' to be picky
But if you give me somethin', it's got to be the sticky
Doin' by the ounces, lo' lo's
'em G stacks
And got them corn rows to the back
I ain't really trying to be picky
But if you give me somethin, its got to be the sticky
Doing by
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
La Doña cantando
La gente preguntando
Cosas de mi vida
Espere a que te los diga
Le lo lai, le lo lai
Le lo lai, le lo lai
Le lo lai, le lo
Tonya (yeah, she gon' tell you)
I spent 20 G's just on one purse
I'm gettin' at that llama (and that's on God)
I came straight from that mothafuckin'
¡Arriba!
Jaja
Wah
Ay-ay-ay-ay
Cucha'
De día y de noche
Salimo' a cazar, G-5 lo' cristales de mi coche
Porque yo quiero un Porsche
Y aunque ya tengo
Spongebozz Gunshot, der G der mit der Glock Cops anschoss
Beliefer' mit dem Stoff Los Santos
Grand Theft Auto, riesige Villa wie 50 Cent
Westcode
Baby lo so I can fly, (I can fly)
Sì sì for ice,
Boogie è camouflage, (Camuflage)
Xxx per gli affari,
Vedono se fai, (O.G.)
Bentley hai il passagio,
Con la forty al cinturón toda mi ganga al partyson
no no pares de moverlo mamá
todos mis g's con alcohol y funk
Heey!
Con alcohol y funk
Hey!
Con
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