HYPHY (feat. Gtez)

Aye

I'm with GTez
So You know we gettin hyphy

I can't cuff these lil thotties
Yeah they really don't excite me

I ain't looking for no bitch
Tell her get up off my white T

If that nigga tryna diss
Tell him he could come and fight Me

Bitch I'm polo'd to floor
But I could check him
Like I'm Nike

Yeah They callin me insane
Thinking crazy's what I might be

Was a bad ass jit
Yeah they used to call me Mikey

Now it's sosa cause I made it
But I ain't do it politely

I ain't ever going back
I Had to make some sacrifices

I ain't trippin bout a bitch
Can't buy a ring
She ain't no wifey

She was sucking on my dick
And now he kissin her
That's priceless

Yeah I told the bitch good luck
Cause she won't find another like
Me

I been getting to the cheese
No I ain't really indecisive

Remember days
I used to take my mommas whip
Without license

I been coolin laying low
But I ain't duckin
They could find me

And if they really want some smoke then imma pop up like I'm cypress

And If she ain't fw sosa
What the fuck she wasting time For?

I could see these bitches hoes
Even through a fucking blindfold

He ain't even graduate
Fuck he talking bout a milestone

He ain't have no where to go
So I let him stay up in my home

Then that nigga snaked me
He was sneakin round
With my hoe

120 on the highway
Bitch I'm swervin all these pot holes

Yeah I'm Running up this bag
Could give a fuck about a thot Hoe

I'm with GTez
So You know we gettin hyphy

I can't cuff these lil thotties
Yeah they really don't excite me

I ain't looking for no bitch
Tell her get up off my white T

If that nigga tryna diss
Tell him he could come and fight Me

Bitch I'm polo'd to floor
But I could check him
Like I'm Nike

Yeah They callin me insane
Thinking crazy's what I might be

Was a bad ass jit
Yeah they used to call me Mikey

Now it's sosa cause I made it
But I ain't do it politely

We shoot first
Fuck we look like
Shooting second

And yo bitch was at my house
And she was walking round
Butt naked

I could never trust a hoe
And no there ain't no second Guessing

I'm just tryna run it up and I ain't missing out my blessings
And you bitch don't call me Ranch but she like how I be Dressing
I stay faded off these perky's Cause this life shit got me Stressing

I ain't ever ducking shit
I see a opp you know
I'm pressing

And these be my sons I'm giving Niggas hella lessons

And that nigga think he cool
But his momma's whip he flexin

On the net he talking shit I drop The Lo don't do no texting
How the fuck you fold on bro When you was calling him your Best friend
Niggas fold over Bitches swear These pussies got me so Bent
Aye
Gang
Gang
Swear these pussies got me so bent

I'm with GTez
So You know we gettin hyphy

I can't cuff these lil thotties
Yeah they really don't excite me

I ain't looking for no bitch
Tell her get up off my white T

If that nigga tryna diss
Tell him he could come and fight me



Credits
Writer(s): Mikel Sosa
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