f*ck Lil G lyrics
by King Lil G
[Intro:]
They say I'm trippin, I'm not a hater
They say I'm trippin, but I'm not a hater
Now it's on and it's on and it's on again
Now it's on-
f*ck Lil G
[Verse 1: King Lil G]
f*ck Lil G
I don't wanna listen to none of that bullsh*t
Talkin' bout hoes and all that hood sh*t
He f*cken swears he swears he has that good sh*t
Little G you ain't no star
f*ck your beats and your lame ass bars
You ain't really killin' em, you ain't that hard
f*ck your songs they so retarded
But you don't really hear me tho
f*ck your punk ass videos
Ima write you a comment
There's something that you really really need to know
Cause I hate it, hate it, hate it and I really can't stand it
I said I hate it, hate it, hate it and I hope they ban it
Ima write you a f*cken diss song and tag you in it
I'm lookin' at my pen right now and I wish that I could stab you with it
And f*ck the Sucios tryna talk to my girl on the internet
b*tch I told you to block em, what the f*ck yo
I ain't really having it
Please b*tch, I'm not hating on his punk ass
Weak ass raps, just reply f*cken dumb ass
[Kyrptonite:]
I'm at the door, four-four
Face the floor, making more
Money knew you haters up in ? in the case of drugs on my bike by the liquor store
Hating on the homie from the gate wanna test my fate
I was on Myspace tryna get a little promotion
Tell me where a homie went wrong
And I bet you that he's floating in the ocean (yeah)
With those Facebook lames
And those hating ass tweeters
Go and talk your sh*t about me
Then go ask me for a feature
Talkin' bout damn Kryptonite sucks
How the f*ck did he get those songs with Ne-Yo?
Never heard a song from him in my life
How the f*ck is he cool with those thousands of people?
I don't know ho, know that your ho goes solo to my show
Girl wakes up in the mo-mo, tryna get a photo
Bangin' on my door like the motherf*cken po-po (yeah)
Ima tellem that promo, shoot a little video
And just so you know tho
Kryptonite and Lil G bust our nuts on her face
And she said that her man was a homo (oh)
No comments homie
Better check yo self before you wreck yourself
Tryna band on the motherf*cken internet
Knowing that you never get out of your house (ha ha)
Go take your pictures
Go write your comments
We're making money
You're making nonsense (x2)
[Outro: King Lil G]
They say I'm trippin, I'm not a hater
They say I'm trippin, but I'm not a hater
Now it's on and it's on and it's on again
Now it's on and it's on and it's on again (x2)