Yeah, yeah.
It's Mr. Say Less and Get More
GBO down to the floor
We shootin' and runnin' up scars
Trust me, we ready if they want a war
Lucy ran out of my parts
My life is just runnin' this course
I'm busy, can never be bored
Feel like I deserve a grindin' reward
Number one on the totem pole
God's first to ask, bitch, we toe-to-toe
I'm beatin' them down like I'm smokin' Joe
I laugh at the end while I'm smokin' dope
I'm reelin' them in, that's the rope-a-dope
Overdose, close your throat, cut it close
Coma toast, knock em down, dominoes
Serve whoever want the smoke
Let em know just who I am
We fuckin' genies, ain't no pams
We was born to be
Fuckin' hand-to-hand
We built our grams on whippin' grams
If you never seen the bottom
Then you wouldn't understand
We came out of Cincinnati
It's a mini-Pakistan
Little homies packin' hams
Got the junkies traffic jam
Bad bitches pullin' scams
Catchin' cases for they man
Uh, I do what I want to
You do what you got to
Bitch, this is the mob
J-Gus is a monster
These niggas imposters
I get you to party
Yeah, yeah, whoa, whoa
Yeah, yeah, whoa, whoa
Yeah, yeah, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, yeah, yeah
Put the limepick and put the wicker
Number nine, time to hit up
I break the nine
Keep the oldie decreased
Then Ola payment
Take to the well
Head to therica
What the ball
Keep theiled
Hold them back

Ayyhh
Put the limepick and put the wicker
Number nine, time to hit up
I break the nine
Keep the oldie decreased
rhetoric
Uh, I do not care what they say
I keep a smile on my face
I got alot on my plate
The grinders eating
I'm slayin', drinkin' weer
I'm a grace, GVO back in the building
I got my feet up, I'm chilling
This flow incredible feeling
They call me king so they kneeling
You need a jet ski for this wave
* all that hate and get paid
Life is a bitch so get laid
I'm just making sure that she shaved
G money we all that we got
Lord see right to the top
* the lot makers and cops
Front on this block and get shot
I think my only mistake
Was thinking you real and you ain't
I noticed that look in your eyes
You starting to look like a snake
I do not care who you are
It's GVO, B-C-M-O
Hottest thing under the sun
I do not care where you from
We'll be right back.
We'll be right back.
We'll be right back.