G’z lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah (Yeah)
Yeah yeah, ayy, hehe
Du-du-du (Haha)
Brr-pop-pop-pop
Ayy, ayy, ayy

[Verse]
I made that lil b*tch suck my di*k
I could not f*ck that b*tch
I was geekin off the drugs I popped to many xans and sh*t
Lately been demanding sh*t
I just can't stand the sh*t
I po up a four of wacht his sh*t taste like some candy sh*t
Hold up b*tch you dumb as f*ck
Running up the bucks
I can't love no b*tch that f*ck the clique lil b*tch you dumb or what Count up get your money up
Piece litt I run it up
Counter when I count up money counter goin dumb as f*ck
Money counter when I count up it'll solve em Life is spinning like a barrel in revolvers aye
b*tch you know I tweak
Signed to this I leave the streets
Move up I'm discreet
Mitch I'll pull up with the sweep
Make these pussies sleep don't want smoke I'll give em heat
Only trust the beep count when the sh*ts complete aye
J O's on my feet I don't jump I beat defeat JO'sonmyfeetwhenIjumpIhearthe Beep
Say you bout that cheese b*tch I count up in my sleep
Hunnids In my jeans next to where my cig I'll be
Going dumb if twelve pull up I swear I'm stashing it
I told juice I get a lamb I swear on God I'm crashing it
Now I see I'm gettin bands make these n*ggas panic and
Ain't have sh*t cept clothes with holes now foreign I rock the tag with it
I ain't have sh*t cept clothes with holes the same clothes I stuffed halfs up in Feragammo on my toes this goyard on my fabric and
B M Dub perelli tires way them b*tches grabbing and
Benji's stunna hunnids stunna count up b*tch I'm laughing and
f*ck these n*ggas I'm bout figures only thing in laughing with