He that kind of
All you haters on point, cool
Ninja I be sicker than the flu
All the homies down in Tata knowin' what it do
Wildin' on top, my skin brown and I'm a ho
Everybody know I'm light top,
they even coppin' my style
I'm gon' be fixed, I'ma rip it in the meanwhile
But this a G-Po,
bitch,
you know I keep it G-Style
You know I'll kill this * if it's a verse or it's a freestyle
From the S-M-V now,
I'm in Thailand with P-Pick,
smokin' P-Style
G's up,
hoes down,
two damn fuckin' busy,
why I don't pick up the phone now?
Motherfuckers mad because I do * on my own now
Got my own bitches,
got my motherfuckin' own sound
Hyped up,
striped up,
Chawdas * clowns Baby,
get a bust down,
* ain't finna rust down
My bitch wanna know why I be livin'
in a rush now Livin' in the fast lane,
money on my mind now
Actin' like a kid and I'ma put your ass a time out
All my top fans wanna know what my rhyme's about
money,
we deep top with a ball now Hit me in the
club and then you know that I be showin' out
G-Po, I'ma talk my * till I'm gone
Pass the top,
cool,
my niggas go miss on I need a lot of people to call,
I need a lot of people to call
Ayy,
man,
you're stupid,
I'm a fuckin' fool,
but I'm not fuckin' stupid
I'm here to survive,
you're dead,
I'ma kick your ass
You wanna show me, but you don't give a *
You're shy,
sorry,
man,
you're too shy,
I'ma go outside
You're just a jacked up, silly fool, I'm live
You haven't been to the gym,
you think you're a gym guy
But I'm not dead, I'm not dead, I'm not dead
I'ma pop bottles in the club with the models
Tell me it's a silver line,
tell me it's a cut up
You wanna get robbed, but I gotta get a rubber
And I know I gotta go get that paper
Flow's hard,
but I'm not a summer,
my rap's not a fumble
My rap's not a rumble, * *, I'm a ramble
And you don't have to doubt it,
we're trashed out
We went up to bangtown
G-Po, I'ma talk my * till I'm gone
Pass the top, cool, my niggas go miss on
I need a lot of people to call,
I need a lot of people to call
Smoke,
don't forget to tell the stage that I'm a beast
I've had enough, I'ma ask myself
I've been through so much, I'm gonna act cool
Don't care about the mosquitos,
don't care about my accent
I've been through a lot, and it's become a habit
I'ma go back, and it's become you
The days I've been through, they won't come back
I'ma spit it out, no mercy
I've been through a lot,
and it's become you The days I've been through,
they won't come back
I'ma spit it out,
no mercy I've been through a lot,
and it's become you
The days I've been through, they won't come back
Why you keep coming at me?
You're gonna get it from me
Tightown and P'Face,
we up now The drug in your glass is not lead
Tough *,
get smacked,
you know we can't hang Tightown,
we a crew,
not no * gang
You say you is gang gang,
that's a false claim If he needs,
want some problem,
we can let it bang
Yeah,
I told that bitch to go stupid Eating that * like a syrphoge lucid
Yeah,
I told that bitch I might just coop it * around and find out,
bitch,
who gon' lose it
Yeah, I'ma go, I'ma go, I'ma go, I'ma go