Gem
Tick Tock
Give em a minute
Zip locks
You know what's in it
Smelled the gas 'fore I opened the car up
I popped a 30 it got my jaw stuck
Soon as I walk in had the bitch starstruck
Stay with the fam like sisters brothers
Checking the manual like stick shift cars
Keep checking the blueprint nigga
I do this nigga
Go get me my food lil nigga
They wan' ride the wave
But can't even surf
Front of the page
But I'm down to earth
If it ain't for first then what it is it worth?
They tryna hide rage
But they lips is pursed
These niggas cursed
Took all the bitches without buying a purse
If I see some fresh shit I'm buying it first
I feel like Gucci Mane covered in fur
I feel like Gucci Mane covered in burr
Tick Tock
Give em a minute
Zip locks
You know what's in it
Smelled the gas 'fore I opened the car up
I popped a 30 it got my jaw stuck
Soon as I walk in had the bitch starstruck
Call me Bobby nigga
It's all about the build up
Big cup filled up
I'm a zombie nigga
Should be dead
With all these meds
Pulse on come and find me nigga
Put my heart in music, perfect timing, just like Roddy nigga
(Huh Huh) This music shit that's in me this not hobby nigga
(Huh Huh) Abusing beats like Whitney I'm like Bobby nigga
(Huh Huh) You niggas ain't spitting that gas, me more like Saudi nigga
(Huh Huh) You niggas ain't getting no bands, me more like probably nigga
Tick Tock
Give em a minute
Zip locks
You know what's in it
Smelled the gas 'fore I opened the car up
I popped a 30 it got my jaw stuck
Soon as I walk in had the bitch starstruck
Give em a minute
Zip locks
You know what's in it
Smelled the gas 'fore I opened the car up
I popped a 30 it got my jaw stuck
Soon as I walk in had the bitch starstruck
Stay with the fam like sisters brothers
Checking the manual like stick shift cars
Keep checking the blueprint nigga
I do this nigga
Go get me my food lil nigga
They wan' ride the wave
But can't even surf
Front of the page
But I'm down to earth
If it ain't for first then what it is it worth?
They tryna hide rage
But they lips is pursed
These niggas cursed
Took all the bitches without buying a purse
If I see some fresh shit I'm buying it first
I feel like Gucci Mane covered in fur
I feel like Gucci Mane covered in burr
Tick Tock
Give em a minute
Zip locks
You know what's in it
Smelled the gas 'fore I opened the car up
I popped a 30 it got my jaw stuck
Soon as I walk in had the bitch starstruck
Call me Bobby nigga
It's all about the build up
Big cup filled up
I'm a zombie nigga
Should be dead
With all these meds
Pulse on come and find me nigga
Put my heart in music, perfect timing, just like Roddy nigga
(Huh Huh) This music shit that's in me this not hobby nigga
(Huh Huh) Abusing beats like Whitney I'm like Bobby nigga
(Huh Huh) You niggas ain't spitting that gas, me more like Saudi nigga
(Huh Huh) You niggas ain't getting no bands, me more like probably nigga
Tick Tock
Give em a minute
Zip locks
You know what's in it
Smelled the gas 'fore I opened the car up
I popped a 30 it got my jaw stuck
Soon as I walk in had the bitch starstruck
Credits
Writer(s): Fabien Carlos Nascimento
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