Song parody of
Gardi Verh
by Prophet Joegus & Kil Walter
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Wha!
I be movin in the cut I think I'm high
Swing a 40 and I'm back up in the sky
In the club I look like phantom in disguise
Pop a bean I feel like Gardi in his prime
Yes I want it all
I ain't never done
Bitch I want it all
I'm just having fun
Now she coming over
She gon take my soul
I'mma run up on ya
Kick em out the door
I just put the molly in the cup like what it do
She like to put the molly in cup she cannot lose
Spraying then it jam up, What the fuck? I gotta shoot
Demons in my mind get the fuck outta my room
Fuck all of the cameras, I ain't never staying still (Ye what)
Make a mill (Ye)
Figure out the deal (Ye)
Pop a lil vitamin I take her for a spin (What what)
She on lean (Ye)
Apple bottom jeans
I'm an enemy
Sippin on the cup, I'm on the Hennessy
Back up on stage, I got the energy
Cookin up the party, got the recipe
Wha!
I be movin in the cut I think I'm high
Swing a 40 and I'm back up in the sky
In the club I look like phantom in disguise
Pop a bean I feel like Gardi in his prime
Yes I want it all
I ain't never done
Bitch I want it all
I'm just having fun
Now she coming over
She gon take my soul
I'mma run up on ya
Kick em out the door
If she want my soul she gotta get in line
Sold it to the devil barely got a dime
I be off a perc I hit another line
Got the time run it back
I'm alive got a stack
Take a molly feelin solid
They ain't shit don't think I'm sorry
I hit a lick that ain't my shawty
I got the stick ain't got a body
Drop another stack it feel like nothing
Demons in my mind I'm feeling something something (Slatt)
I don't mean to stay I wanna fucking die
Choppa not enough I need a fucking knife (Brrrah)
Wha!
I be movin in the cut I think I'm high
Swing a 40 and I'm back up in the sky
In the club I look like phantom in disguise
Pop a bean I feel like Gardi in his prime
Yes I want it all
I ain't never done
Bitch I want it all
I'm just having fun
Now she coming over
She gon take my soul
I'mma run up on ya
Kick em out the door
Wha!
I be movin in the cut I think I'm high
Swing a 40 and I'm back up in the sky
In the club I look like phantom in disguise
Pop a bean I feel like Gardi in his prime
Yes I want it all
I ain't never done
Bitch I want it all
I'm just having fun
Now she coming over
She gon take my soul
I'mma run up on ya
Kick em out the door
I just put the molly in the cup like what it do
She like to put the molly in cup she cannot lose
Spraying then it jam up, What the fuck? I gotta shoot
Demons in my mind get the fuck outta my room
Fuck all of the cameras, I ain't never staying still (Ye what)
Make a mill (Ye)
Figure out the deal (Ye)
Pop a lil vitamin I take her for a spin (What what)
She on lean (Ye)
Apple bottom jeans
I'm an enemy
Sippin on the cup, I'm on the Hennessy
Back up on stage, I got the energy
Cookin up the party, got the recipe
Wha!
I be movin in the cut I think I'm high
Swing a 40 and I'm back up in the sky
In the club I look like phantom in disguise
Pop a bean I feel like Gardi in his prime
Yes I want it all
I ain't never done
Bitch I want it all
I'm just having fun
Now she coming over
She gon take my soul
I'mma run up on ya
Kick em out the door
If she want my soul she gotta get in line
Sold it to the devil barely got a dime
I be off a perc I hit another line
Got the time run it back
I'm alive got a stack
Take a molly feelin solid
They ain't shit don't think I'm sorry
I hit a lick that ain't my shawty
I got the stick ain't got a body
Drop another stack it feel like nothing
Demons in my mind I'm feeling something something (Slatt)
I don't mean to stay I wanna fucking die
Choppa not enough I need a fucking knife (Brrrah)
Wha!
I be movin in the cut I think I'm high
Swing a 40 and I'm back up in the sky
In the club I look like phantom in disguise
Pop a bean I feel like Gardi in his prime
Yes I want it all
I ain't never done
Bitch I want it all
I'm just having fun
Now she coming over
She gon take my soul
I'mma run up on ya
Kick em out the door
