Stay Wit Ya G lyrics

by

Sha Gz


[Intro]
Grrah, like, it's that Sha Gz n*gga
Yall n*ggas know whats goin' on, n*gga
Every O shot, everything flocked (War's Too Nasty)
Suck my di*k, n*gga (Mhm, nah, turn that up, Young Madzz)
Grrah, like

[Chorus]
Mr. Get Gritty, I stay with my G, like
I'ma try hop out and creep
Put that dot on his feet, put dot on his tee, then he go
I had em' running on feet
Thats a opp right there, oh you think I ain't peep? Like
They playin' hide and go seek, l-like
f*ck Coby, reverse the V
Smoke too much Notti, don't see how we see (Notti)

[Verse 1]
f*ck Dotty, like, he was on E (Bobby)
f*ck Bobby, like, h-he should have read (Dotty)
Like I don't care if the cops on the streets
I-I'm tryna up it and throw at his Ski
Catch Ek, stay with ya G
Like, y-y'all n*ggas really OT (Suck my di*k)
Switch lanes, who drivin' better than me? (Wait, like what?)
Watch out, I'm tryna dump out the V (Bow-bow-bow)
Like, grah, grah
Flick on thе beam, put the dot on his b*tch, like
Hold on, I'm tryna flock on thе Mitch (Grrah-grrah)
Charlie, Zay, all in my spliff, like
Nazzy, Rippy, dead right in p*ss (Suck my di*k)
Most of my mans that ain't dead, f*ck a Rip (Rippy)
Like that boy laced, tryna get him, he slipped (Bobby)
n*gga died in the back of the truck, not the whip, like, like, like (Like, hold on)
I'm tryna blitz, like (Hold on), like, dump at his b*tch (C-Hii)
Spin through they block, h-hit em' and dip, like (Dotty)
He tried to run, but that n*gga tripped, like grrah
We rearrange him and dip, like nah (Bow-bow)
Th-th-that n*gga just tried to diss (Bow-bow-bow)
We gon hop out that OJ, bendin' through both ways (Suck my di*k)
If he move wock I'ma up it and-
[Chorus]
Mr. Get Gritty, I stay with my G, like
I'ma try hop out and creep
Put that dot on his feet, put dot on his tee, then he go
I had em' running on feet
Thats a opp right there, oh you think I ain't peep? Like
T-they playin' hide and go seek, l-like
f*ck Coby, reverse the V
Smoke too much Notti, don't see how we see (Notti)

[Outro]
f*ck Dotty, like, he was on E (Bobby)
f*ck Bobby, like, hop out and creep (Dotty)
Put that dot on his feet, put dot to his tee, then he go
I had em' running on feet (Hold on)
Thats a opp right there, oh you think I ain't peep? Like
They playin’ hide and go seek (Like, suck my di*k)
Like, f*ck Coby, reverse the V
Smoke too much Notti, don't see how we see
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