Disco sh*t lyrics

[Intro: 03 Greedo, Freddie Gibbs & Key!]
Used to traffic cocaine
f*ck fame, f*ck fame (Mm, money isn't real George)
This is pure Colombian cocaine ladies and gentlemen (Mm, mm)
f*ck fame (Money isn't real)
Disco sh*t
(Woah, Kenny)

[Chorus: 03 Greedo]
f*ck fame, used to traffic cocaine
I prefer to live my other life (Yeah, yeah)
The drug game f*ck around, got full of lames
sh*t changed, now I'm out my mind
Disco sh*t, disco sh*t
Trigger finger in the air for this
Disco sh*t, this that disco sh*t
Trigger finger in the air for this, I

[Verse 1: 03 Greedo]
Met the plug, and his wife had sex with me
George Jung in the 1970s
I had to make me a flip, I had to flip me a zip
I had to take me a trip, I'm on the plane with the bricks
I wanna bang wit the crips
Rollin' and steerin' the wheel, these n*ggas Derek Foreal
Hasta luego, watch the Diegos
FBI waiting, n*ggas is haters
Gotta get paper, get in, get out
Don't touch the clout, n*ggas be goin' that route
Gotta go Pablo, I'm talkin' the phone, they take convos
I'm sellin' the work to Gustavo, I put the work in my nostrils
Yeah, I got to test it, yeah
Don't trust your momma or ex-b*tch
They tryna get you arrested (Don't you f*cking put your hands on me)
[Chorus: 03 Greedo]
f*ck fame, used to traffic cocaine
I prefer to live my other life (Yeah, yeah)
The drug game f*ck around, got full of lames
sh*t changed, now I'm out my mind
Disco sh*t, disco sh*t
Trigger finger in the air for this
Disco sh*t, this that disco sh*t
Trigger finger in the air for this, I

[Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs]
f*ck fame, b*tch, I traffic cocaine
Push the Spur or Mulsanne, have the police on my head now
Dope game, brought the kilos on the plane
23, Lebron James, got my package on the airline, yeah, now
When drop '85, you can't compete it now
n*ggas did never stop smokin' that crack, I serve my chicken hard, fried
n*ggas get labeled a snitch, then n*ggas get hit, they ain't no friend of mine
I'm a seven-figure rich n*gga, f*ck a b*tch n*gga, put him underground, underground
I'm the black Tony Montana, reload it, I pull out the stick on these c*ckroaches
I took a jugg out the pack and we're poppin' it like we rockin' with baking soda
P. Diddy, every n*gga that got it from me got hit with the remix
New Benz, 'fore you get in this muf*ckin' whip you gotta clean off your feet, b*tch

[Chorus: 03 Greedo]
f*ck fame, used to traffic cocaine
I prefer to live my other life (Yeah, yeah)
The drug game f*ck around, got full of lames
sh*t changed, now I'm out my mind
Disco sh*t, disco sh*t
Trigger finger in the air for this
Disco sh*t, this that disco sh*t
Trigger finger in the air for this, I