GMD lyrics

[Chorus]
Guns, money, drugs, yuh, yuh
Who that in a AMG truck? (Skrrt)
Push one button and the sh*t lift up
You ain't never had no racks, outta luck (Bee)
Yeah, I ran off on that plug (Bee)
Hi-Tech, leaning with Stef, f*cked up (f*cked up)
Courtside and I'm finna put shots up (Shots up)
Spin the block and them n*ggas not out (Spin the block)
Y-y-you know my sh*t tucked
Helmut Lang jeans, f*ck, I just spilled the mud, f*ck
Flip that sh*t (Pfttt)
Just flip that whip (Woo)
M-m-might flip lil' sh*t (Yeah)
So you better not trip (Yuh)
So you better not trip, yuh
So you better not trip
G-Glock 45, my sh*t live (Live)
f*ck the other side (f*ck)
I was just in that ride (Skrrt)
Backseat of the ride (Yuh)

{Bridge}
Yuh, yuh, hold on, yuh
Bee, bee, bee, bee, bee
Bee, bee, bee, bee
[Chorus]
Guns, money, drugs, yuh, yuh
Who that in a AMG truck? (Skrrt)
Push one button and the sh*t lift up
You ain't never had no racks, outta luck (Bee)
Yеah, I ran off on that plug (Bee)
Hi-Tech, leaning with Stef, f*ckеd up (f*cked up)
Courtside and I'm finna put shots up (Shots up)
Spin the block and them n*ggas not out (Spin the block)
Y-y-you know my sh*t tucked
Helmut Lang jeans, f*ck, I just spilled the mud, f*ck
Flip that sh*t (Pfttt)
Just flip that whip (Woo)
M-m-might flip lil' sh*t (Yeah)
So you better not trip