Wassup!
(You were the shadow to my light)
(Did you feel us?)
(Another star)
(You fade away)
(Afraid our aim is out of sight)
(Wanna see us)
(Grra!)
(Where are you now?)
(GMRxBGE, grra)
(Where are you now?)
(Was it all in my fantasy?)
(Where are you now?)
(Ziro!)
(Were you only imaginary?)
Grra!
Wassup, when you see the dot, better duck (Better duck)
Mani wit' me and we fuckin' shit up
Talk hot and we leavin' him stuck grra (Leavin' him stuck)
Wassup, lil' shelly on go, he tried to run up (Like what?)
That n dumb, he done ran out of luck
I spot him, I got him and shoot out the truck (Grrt-bow)
I be rappin' the facts
Buddy got booked, then turned to a rat
Word to my mother, could never do that
Get money regardless, y'all know what I jack
I'm always talkin' my shit, like wassup
Throwin' this bread, without givin' a fuck
Pop out same day, GMR never bluff
Got sent to the sky, for thinkin' he tough (Grra)
N, thought he was tough, but he not with nothin'
Drop GMR, I'ma flock at your muffin (Flock at your muffin)
Grra!
N, ran now he in a spliff and it's punchin'
Double or nothin', stop all the bluffin'
Send me the addy, I ain't duckin' nothin'
Y'all know how I'm comin', Armani I'm clutchin'
Bend through screamin' out, who you touching? (Grra, grra, grra)
Like, who you touching? (Like, who you touching?)
Grra, uh-huh
N, not with nothin' (At all)
Double or nothin', stop all the bluffin'
Send me the addy', I ain't duckin' nothin' (Gang-gang-gang)
Son of the reaper, bitch (Ziro!)
Grra!
Wassup, when you see the dot, better duck
Mani wit' me and we fuckin' shit up
Talk hot and we leavin' him stuck grra (Leavin' him stuck)
Wassup, lil' shelly on go, he tried to run up (Like what?)
That n dumb, he done ran out of luck
I spot him, I got him and shoot out the truck (Grrt-bow)
I be rappin' the facts
Buddy got booked, then turned to a rat
Word to my mother, could never do that
Get money regardless, y'all know what I jack
I'm always talkin' my shit, like wassup
Throwin' this bread, without givin' a fuck
Pop out same day, GMR never bluff
Got sent to the sky, for thinkin' he tough (Grra!)
(You were the shadow to my light)
(Did you feel us?)
(Ziro!)
(Long live the guys, n, get money regardless)
(Afraid our aim is out of sight)
(Wanna see us)
(Alight)
(Where are you now?)
(Did you feel us?)
(Another star)
(You fade away)
(Afraid our aim is out of sight)
(Wanna see us)
(Grra!)
(Where are you now?)
(GMRxBGE, grra)
(Where are you now?)
(Was it all in my fantasy?)
(Where are you now?)
(Ziro!)
(Were you only imaginary?)
Grra!
Wassup, when you see the dot, better duck (Better duck)
Mani wit' me and we fuckin' shit up
Talk hot and we leavin' him stuck grra (Leavin' him stuck)
Wassup, lil' shelly on go, he tried to run up (Like what?)
That n dumb, he done ran out of luck
I spot him, I got him and shoot out the truck (Grrt-bow)
I be rappin' the facts
Buddy got booked, then turned to a rat
Word to my mother, could never do that
Get money regardless, y'all know what I jack
I'm always talkin' my shit, like wassup
Throwin' this bread, without givin' a fuck
Pop out same day, GMR never bluff
Got sent to the sky, for thinkin' he tough (Grra)
N, thought he was tough, but he not with nothin'
Drop GMR, I'ma flock at your muffin (Flock at your muffin)
Grra!
N, ran now he in a spliff and it's punchin'
Double or nothin', stop all the bluffin'
Send me the addy, I ain't duckin' nothin'
Y'all know how I'm comin', Armani I'm clutchin'
Bend through screamin' out, who you touching? (Grra, grra, grra)
Like, who you touching? (Like, who you touching?)
Grra, uh-huh
N, not with nothin' (At all)
Double or nothin', stop all the bluffin'
Send me the addy', I ain't duckin' nothin' (Gang-gang-gang)
Son of the reaper, bitch (Ziro!)
Grra!
Wassup, when you see the dot, better duck
Mani wit' me and we fuckin' shit up
Talk hot and we leavin' him stuck grra (Leavin' him stuck)
Wassup, lil' shelly on go, he tried to run up (Like what?)
That n dumb, he done ran out of luck
I spot him, I got him and shoot out the truck (Grrt-bow)
I be rappin' the facts
Buddy got booked, then turned to a rat
Word to my mother, could never do that
Get money regardless, y'all know what I jack
I'm always talkin' my shit, like wassup
Throwin' this bread, without givin' a fuck
Pop out same day, GMR never bluff
Got sent to the sky, for thinkin' he tough (Grra!)
(You were the shadow to my light)
(Did you feel us?)
(Ziro!)
(Long live the guys, n, get money regardless)
(Afraid our aim is out of sight)
(Wanna see us)
(Alight)
(Where are you now?)
Credits
Writer(s): Zion Robinson
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