G Things
Riding round the city in our Benz
Just past where the Thames is
Just went to flannels cooped lenses
Expensive
Please don't get defensive
If you wanna chat crud it can get Intensive
Just enjoying summer man where in a vibe
Calling up the baddies and they'll soon arrive
If you want the party your gon have to wait
I won't be Arriving till they know I'm late
11 and I just got up in party girl are moving nasty
She's looks just like Ashanti will she Clart me
Rass me
Man I like it old school wanna get to know you
Drop the digits and I'll drop the phone call
Baby we can talk about my lifestyle
Talk about that nice smile
Ain't met a keeper in a whole while
Woah wow I know where to go know now
Fuck the party imma take you home so I can show out
This life of a g
Put it down the only way i can
Wood so good her head span
Screaming Bolgerbrandie got a new fan
I'm risky
Gyal may call me icky
But I'm just ichty for something that's kinda sticky
Like to move in silence keep it on the low
Man I'm undercover but I'm bout to blow
When I get to shooting bro it's do or die
Fucking with a g like me is suicide
Back innah the city in a blacked out
With a car that's packed out
Should've been more careful who I macked out
Stack thous
Pull up to the trap now
Phone line ringing the kitty just want her pack now
So it's back to shubs
Passing out the grub just like I know I should
Giving her the service no car mechanic could
If I could stay the night baby girl you know I would
I'm misunderstood
This the life of a g
Just past where the Thames is
Just went to flannels cooped lenses
Expensive
Please don't get defensive
If you wanna chat crud it can get Intensive
Just enjoying summer man where in a vibe
Calling up the baddies and they'll soon arrive
If you want the party your gon have to wait
I won't be Arriving till they know I'm late
11 and I just got up in party girl are moving nasty
She's looks just like Ashanti will she Clart me
Rass me
Man I like it old school wanna get to know you
Drop the digits and I'll drop the phone call
Baby we can talk about my lifestyle
Talk about that nice smile
Ain't met a keeper in a whole while
Woah wow I know where to go know now
Fuck the party imma take you home so I can show out
This life of a g
Put it down the only way i can
Wood so good her head span
Screaming Bolgerbrandie got a new fan
I'm risky
Gyal may call me icky
But I'm just ichty for something that's kinda sticky
Like to move in silence keep it on the low
Man I'm undercover but I'm bout to blow
When I get to shooting bro it's do or die
Fucking with a g like me is suicide
Back innah the city in a blacked out
With a car that's packed out
Should've been more careful who I macked out
Stack thous
Pull up to the trap now
Phone line ringing the kitty just want her pack now
So it's back to shubs
Passing out the grub just like I know I should
Giving her the service no car mechanic could
If I could stay the night baby girl you know I would
I'm misunderstood
This the life of a g
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Writer(s): Brandon Ocitii
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