Gg4

(This has to stop Blicky)
Whippin' down my city packin' Gg4
Gettin' in between them thighs, that's an easy score
I just gotta talk nice and I'll make you want more

Say you fuck with my style, but baby I'm a dark horse (Dark horse)
Whoa, party on go
Raised her ass up and then she dropped it on the flo' (Huh?)
You my lil secret, I'ma keep you on the low

And she got them white toes, no hoes. Hit my line, case closed (Yuh)
Lit as hell, no brain cells. You prolly couldn't tell
Trynna love on me heavy, but I ain't used to takin L's
Yeah I got me some help, but most of this I did myself

And I guess I'll keep going, cuz I ain't even hear a bell
I do my victory dance, and then she dm me plans
I grab my joggers and a hoodie, Ion fuck with the pants
Don't run up on me, take it slowly. This my injury stance

I'm prolly up next, I'ma say it just in advance (Wadduh?)
My n***** spam hype, aye girl you mad light
I get ahold I could explode like a land mine (Mm)
Say, you mad tight. Aye you swallow right?

Let's turn that throat into a hotel for the missed flights. This night
Got a couple goons, but I ain't sayin' names
Only thing they lack is patience, no discussion 'bout the aim
I forgive too freely, cuz results are still the same

But never once forget the circle who was here before the change
Run it up, fuck it up, don't stop (Pow)
Bitch, we grown as fuck. So why you worried 'bout a clock? (Clock)
Told me that her girlfriend need a re-up on the block

And so we get to steppin', bouta meet her outside. On god, like (Okay like)
Whippin' down my city packin' Gg4
Gettin' in between them thighs, that's an easy score
I just gotta talk nice and I'll make you want more

Say you fuck with my style, but baby I'm a dark horse (Dark horse)
Whoa, party on go
Raised her ass up and then she dropped it on the flo' (Huh?)
You my lil secret, I'ma keep you on the low

And she got them white toes, no hoes. Hit my line, case closed (Yuh)