[Verse 1: GQ]
Leave them windows open a crack
Niggas talking that shit
I ask em, where the fuck are the facts?
My bank got plenty more digits
Got my city all in my lap
The weight is off of my shoulders now
They robbing things, I’m rocking chains, with rocks thats bigger than boulders now
(Teff: niggas making that paper)
Y'all sleep while im drinking folgers
And going hard cause i'm focused
And most of these niggas bogus
And most of my niggas tough…..crocus-
Bags full of chips…poker-
Faces all up in my pockets
Won’t stop it, till I reach the top
[Hook]
G: What these niggas gon hate on?
T: Nothing
G: Cause they see we getting all of the loot?
T: Maybe cause we balling, going all in, it ain't nothing new
G: Parties in south beach
T: Next day I’m in L.A. LA, LA
NEXT DAY I'M In LA!!!
Parties In Southbeach, Next Day I'm In LA (Repeat x 4)
[Verse 2: GQ]
Niggas talking that bullshit
Why the fuck are they on us?
Cause honestly they money small, My money tall and still growing up
These rap niggas be owing up
Hop on they track show em up
Just stepped on the gas i'd be an ass if i thought about slowing up
I'm Tired of tipping the valet
Where the Fuck are my keys?
Ain't no dealer, but I might freak ya, staying dope boy fresh to my feet
Cocaine white on my seats
Cocaine white on my sneaks
Young muhhfukka, dope muhhfukka, but i'm nowhere close to my peak BITCH!
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Teff]
I got these haters all in my shit
Give a fuck if you like me
Cause these haters ain't gon do shit
In the cut i'm spike lee
Got this in the cut in my riz
Walking in the club to my hits
And your chick is into fly shit
Thats why your bitch is all on my dick
That's why i go, go so hard
Just to see the look on that nigga face
West coast in a big estate
Or out the block I'm in a race
In a different place, your never there
Bonecrusher, I'm never scared
Think you could walk in my shoes
Need seven pairs, eleven stairs
[Hook]
Leave them windows open a crack
Niggas talking that shit
I ask em, where the fuck are the facts?
My bank got plenty more digits
Got my city all in my lap
The weight is off of my shoulders now
They robbing things, I’m rocking chains, with rocks thats bigger than boulders now
(Teff: niggas making that paper)
Y'all sleep while im drinking folgers
And going hard cause i'm focused
And most of these niggas bogus
And most of my niggas tough…..crocus-
Bags full of chips…poker-
Faces all up in my pockets
Won’t stop it, till I reach the top
[Hook]
G: What these niggas gon hate on?
T: Nothing
G: Cause they see we getting all of the loot?
T: Maybe cause we balling, going all in, it ain't nothing new
G: Parties in south beach
T: Next day I’m in L.A. LA, LA
NEXT DAY I'M In LA!!!
Parties In Southbeach, Next Day I'm In LA (Repeat x 4)
[Verse 2: GQ]
Niggas talking that bullshit
Why the fuck are they on us?
Cause honestly they money small, My money tall and still growing up
These rap niggas be owing up
Hop on they track show em up
Just stepped on the gas i'd be an ass if i thought about slowing up
I'm Tired of tipping the valet
Where the Fuck are my keys?
Ain't no dealer, but I might freak ya, staying dope boy fresh to my feet
Cocaine white on my seats
Cocaine white on my sneaks
Young muhhfukka, dope muhhfukka, but i'm nowhere close to my peak BITCH!
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Teff]
I got these haters all in my shit
Give a fuck if you like me
Cause these haters ain't gon do shit
In the cut i'm spike lee
Got this in the cut in my riz
Walking in the club to my hits
And your chick is into fly shit
Thats why your bitch is all on my dick
That's why i go, go so hard
Just to see the look on that nigga face
West coast in a big estate
Or out the block I'm in a race
In a different place, your never there
Bonecrusher, I'm never scared
Think you could walk in my shoes
Need seven pairs, eleven stairs
[Hook]
( GQ (Gallest) )
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