Gucci Mask / Free Tiggy
I'm who the fuck these niggaz wanna be
In a fresh pair fresh off a jugg
Bout to hit another p
I been focused since a shorty working on my legacy
Proper preparation all I know
Yeah nigga that's the recipe
Popping pills to stay up
pop another pill jus to fall asleep
I fuck that bitch that was a lay up
I fuck that bitch without no make up
I lfuck bitch with out no make up
I fuck that bitch nothin major
I told my old bitch let's make up
I told my gang let's get this Cake up
Gang gang throw the rakes up
You fuck niggaz can't replace us
Fuck niggaz can't erase us
Fuck nigga cuz we been us
Do a hit in a Benz truck
Gucci mask I'm G 'd
I found out the problem
Niggaz really wanna be us
You should find a solution
Cuz u niggaz see us
Gang gang gang bitch
If ya snitched you can't hang bitch
The judge shoulda let hang u bitch
Nigga talk all that gang shit
Tell everything the gang did
Hell nah I feeling buddy
And you go tell buddy
In the hammer ion need 30
17 I'll nail buddy
Fuck wrong wit these rappers
Better off being actors
Knowing got damn well
You ain't never been active
You bitch told I'm attractive
Hoe Stopped me in nigga traffic
Jus to tell me I can have it
Gucci slides when I smashed it
Gucci slides when I pass that
I pass bitches
Ion pass swishers
Backwoods on blast nigga
All night on them xans nigga
This life of mines so fast nigga
I'm tryna not to crash nigga
But bino told me do da dash nigga
Tryna hard not to crash nigga
But BINO told me do the dash nigga
Tryna hard not to crash nigga but BINO told me do the dash nigga
I told a Bitch she could sit down
Still couldn't understand me
Stuff bells in a backwoods
Roll dope in a Fanta leaf
My main bitch she fuck good
But my side thang suck me to sleep
So I fuck off from time to time
But no sleep when im on my
G r I N d nigga
All weights u a weak nigga
I ain't slept in damn near 7 days
I been rolling rolling for a week nigga
I'm tryna D a move
You be fronting yours
Fucking up the pack
Shit you can't afford
Bino got clucks
Steady swinging doors
Shoot the club up
Standing in the doors
Groove cracking cards
And he got the swipes
Send the numbers thru
We can buss tonight
Call the paper man
I know he ready
Move bust as the ink dry
I been trained to go since need high
Since 1 9
I been tree high
I ain't drink or smoke in high school
Now a days I smoke and pop
Like a Soda dropped
Where lean so I can Soda drop
Remix watch the Soda pop
Rest In Peace Skrill
that's the Soda God
It's Soda Gang
We da Soda Mob
Me chuck D and Bino
Lil dunk C4 roddy rod
And K reed hoe
Wait wait wait
I was born to be a g hoe
G money Shooting free throws
Getting geeked tho
Ion give a fuck if it's Nino
He still bleed like me hoe
If I hit the shot then drop the doe
They can't stop the flow
I'm unstoppable
Like Leroy
I got the glow
If ya need xans hope ya got the doe
Cuz I'll shoot u then vaminos
My shit slap daminos
Flow sick like common colds
Zaytove I dun crack the code
Freeband thru the back door
Barcelona got me moving slow
But that don't mean shit
I'm on point tho
Guards up like a point hoe
I can shoot the slam wit the left hoe
Then bail out in a Camero
Cuz I stay strapped no Velcro
Yeah!
In a fresh pair fresh off a jugg
Bout to hit another p
I been focused since a shorty working on my legacy
Proper preparation all I know
Yeah nigga that's the recipe
Popping pills to stay up
pop another pill jus to fall asleep
I fuck that bitch that was a lay up
I fuck that bitch without no make up
I lfuck bitch with out no make up
I fuck that bitch nothin major
I told my old bitch let's make up
I told my gang let's get this Cake up
Gang gang throw the rakes up
You fuck niggaz can't replace us
Fuck niggaz can't erase us
Fuck nigga cuz we been us
Do a hit in a Benz truck
Gucci mask I'm G 'd
I found out the problem
Niggaz really wanna be us
You should find a solution
Cuz u niggaz see us
Gang gang gang bitch
If ya snitched you can't hang bitch
The judge shoulda let hang u bitch
Nigga talk all that gang shit
Tell everything the gang did
Hell nah I feeling buddy
And you go tell buddy
In the hammer ion need 30
17 I'll nail buddy
Fuck wrong wit these rappers
Better off being actors
Knowing got damn well
You ain't never been active
You bitch told I'm attractive
Hoe Stopped me in nigga traffic
Jus to tell me I can have it
Gucci slides when I smashed it
Gucci slides when I pass that
I pass bitches
Ion pass swishers
Backwoods on blast nigga
All night on them xans nigga
This life of mines so fast nigga
I'm tryna not to crash nigga
But bino told me do da dash nigga
Tryna hard not to crash nigga
But BINO told me do the dash nigga
Tryna hard not to crash nigga but BINO told me do the dash nigga
I told a Bitch she could sit down
Still couldn't understand me
Stuff bells in a backwoods
Roll dope in a Fanta leaf
My main bitch she fuck good
But my side thang suck me to sleep
So I fuck off from time to time
But no sleep when im on my
G r I N d nigga
All weights u a weak nigga
I ain't slept in damn near 7 days
I been rolling rolling for a week nigga
I'm tryna D a move
You be fronting yours
Fucking up the pack
Shit you can't afford
Bino got clucks
Steady swinging doors
Shoot the club up
Standing in the doors
Groove cracking cards
And he got the swipes
Send the numbers thru
We can buss tonight
Call the paper man
I know he ready
Move bust as the ink dry
I been trained to go since need high
Since 1 9
I been tree high
I ain't drink or smoke in high school
Now a days I smoke and pop
Like a Soda dropped
Where lean so I can Soda drop
Remix watch the Soda pop
Rest In Peace Skrill
that's the Soda God
It's Soda Gang
We da Soda Mob
Me chuck D and Bino
Lil dunk C4 roddy rod
And K reed hoe
Wait wait wait
I was born to be a g hoe
G money Shooting free throws
Getting geeked tho
Ion give a fuck if it's Nino
He still bleed like me hoe
If I hit the shot then drop the doe
They can't stop the flow
I'm unstoppable
Like Leroy
I got the glow
If ya need xans hope ya got the doe
Cuz I'll shoot u then vaminos
My shit slap daminos
Flow sick like common colds
Zaytove I dun crack the code
Freeband thru the back door
Barcelona got me moving slow
But that don't mean shit
I'm on point tho
Guards up like a point hoe
I can shoot the slam wit the left hoe
Then bail out in a Camero
Cuz I stay strapped no Velcro
Yeah!
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Writer(s): Brenton York
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