Intro. lyrics

by

Lil 2z


[Intro: Lil 2z]
Aye!
Hahahaha
Yeah man
Ha
Taking over on you b*tch ass n*ggas man
Aye, ha
Yeah tell your hoe to come through and suck a bad boy di*k
Ya kna' w'saying?
f*ck what you talkin' bout
G2HMB bad boys sh*t
Aye
Aye
Aye

[Verse: Lil 2z]
We hop in this sh*t, now we taking over
My team a chance like we feeling nova
I won't touch a b*tch if she bending over
My heart done got colder than Midesoda!
I drop a four in my Fanta soda
A n*gga in love with his dirty soda
A n*gga in love with that motor roar
And sh*t can get heated like Arizona
See I'm in the jungle, that's where I be
Can't stick to one b*tch because it ain't for me
Boy I heard your new sh*t, it was make believe
I ain't dissing you, n*gga I disagree
I work a b*tch like I'm working off calories
Stay powered up, I don't open up batteries
You love that b*tch but she all in my gallery
Lil' b*tch off powder, look like she got allergies
Toating the thirty, I'm all in the stu'
You know a killer? Well I know a few
b*tches attached to the kid like some glue
I f*ck that hoe than give her the boot
Nine times out of ten, imma give you the truth
The only time I lie is the police and who?
Open her mouth than I feed her my youth
Lil bro you a peon! You still something new!
Free Gotti, Free Deon, we all know the truth!
pus*y ass n*gga can't hang with the crew!
Treat a hoe like a fly so I tell her to choo
And I came out the red, I don't come out the blue
We hop in the game now your season over
Smoke kush til' my body starts leaning over
And all my n*ggas some Title Holders
And I carry that heat like a canola
Can't keep a straight face with you joke n*ggas
sh*t ain't adding up like a broke zipper
I guess every rapper a coke dealer
You YSG n*ggas some gold diggers
I promise you n*ggas, I'm never worry
I don't play by the rules, I play it dirty
Bust his ass from a distance like Stephen Curry
And it's eat or get ate, I can't show no mercy
And it's eat or get ate, I ain't going out
Let him run in this b*tch, we gon' blow him out
All the drill sh*t he talking, he showing out
And this money sh*t, what is it all about?
(Nah for real this money sh*t what keep me going)
This money sh*t is what keep me going
This money sh*t what keep me going
This money sh*t what keep me going

Aye, aye, aye!
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