​Giig lyrics

[Intro]
(Perfect)

[Verse]
Bentley Bentayga, I'ma take off
And if that n*gga try to play soft
Glock gon' come off the bench like the playoffs
Pull up, my whole gang gon' chase y'all
5.56 up in the K, rip his face off
I was in the back of the class with the bad b*tches
I don't kick it with these n*ggas, they give me a bad image
I'ma beat that n*gga ass like a mother with bad children
And lil' b*tch, I'm in the SRT, I'm fast livin'
And lil' shorty got a BBL, her ass different
And these n*ggas wanna see me fail, I'm mad different
Backflippin', ass kickin', n*gga, I make thirty look like racks to these n*ggas
I just took that n*gga sack, I don't think I'll givе it back to that n*gga
You the type of n*gga ratting to a n*gga
I'ma go out if I have to, my n*gga
I'm madе for this season, I pray for these meters
I met her up on tour, I gave her big p*nis
She all in my pic, her face'll get deleted
She said that she broke, she claimin' I'm the reason

[Bridge]
I got thrax in my system
I pull tracks off your sister
She know that I'm that n*gga
b*tch, I be that n*gga (Yeah, yeah)
b*tch, I be that n*gga (Yeah)
I got racks in my denim
Ho, relax, you can't get 'em
Told that b*tch, "You gon' fill 'em"
I got thrax in my system
I pull tracks off your sister
She know that I'm that n*gga
b*tch, I be that n*gga (Yeah, yeah)
b*tch, I be that n*gga (Yeah)
I got racks in my denim
Ho, relax, you can't get 'em
Told that b*tch, "You gon' fill 'em"