Gilbert Arenas lyrics
by Quavo
[Verse]
Yeah, talk sh*t, b*tch, I mean it (on God)
Walk in the lobby, it's too many opps
My gun out, Gilbert Arenas (Hey)
Bad lil' b*tch, like to f*ck the same sex
She burnt out, turned to a demon (Burnt out)
No KD, gave her thirty-five hundred
Like the b*tch just came from Phoenix (KD)
So much Sprite in the young n*gga stomach
Young n*gga, I ain't even eatin' (Sprite)
So geeked up, might hit the moonwalk
Told Mike Jack', n*gga, just beat it (Woo)
Gervonta Tank my left wrist
n*gga, my right wrist just keep ringin' (Baow)
Elon Musk on the phone
I'm jumpin' out a Cybertruck, n*gga, you ain't see me (Skrrt)
Got thirty-three cars in the driveway
n*gga, like Kai Cenat, but I ain't streamin' (Kai)
Young n*gga had the glizzy on the broad day
That n*gga want to pop, I thought we was beefin' (Glizzy)
One blue M&M like long way
n*gga took the broom, we was outside sweepin' (Sweep)
If a n*gga take somethin' from the 'Cho
Won't pay for it back, I'd rather you keep it (You keep it)
n*gga went to twenty-three on my city
Been to Cleveland, I'm feelin' like LeBron (Bron)
Brand new Hermes, had to get a big bag
Had to stuff with blue munyun (Munyun)
I told the lil b*tch to chill
sh*t, she think that she one of them ones (Chill out)
If I had a trophy for every rap b*tch that I f*cked
They'd think I'm the one (Snipe)
Elliot diamonds, the way that they shinin'
My jewelry is one of the finest (Elliot)
So many flavors on all of this ice
And I look like a slushie at Sonic (Slushie)
I spent a thirty or forty
Inbeddin' that sh*t, I'm walkin' out Onyx (I'm gone)
She told me she met me on tour
Whatever, I told her she had to remind me (Ha)
I'm pushin' three-hundred
Fifty-five P's a month, like an offensive lineman (P's)
f*ck that deal, I ain't even wanna read it once
But a young n*gga signed it (f*ck it)
Damn, I hate I even tried to prove a point
Should've killed 'em with kindness (Damn)
Keep your heart, you f*ck around
Lose it once, you ain't never gon' find it (My heart)
If I do a tour, n*gga
I got at least thirty-piece sittin' up on the horizon (Bag)
Brr, yeah, that's the trap phone
n*gga, that's the Samsung linked to Verizon (Huh?)
n*gga think I'ma put the gun down
n*gga, 'cause I'm outside stoppin' gun violence? (Crazy)
n*ggas switched it up with the Rod Wave, n*gga
'Cause the raps have a n*gga bein' quiet (Switch it up)
Brand new drip out the runway, n*gga
Them Northside n*ggas outside (North)
Most of these n*ggas ain't have no act on the run
Talkin' 'bout they fried (No cappin')
Lotta these n*ggas ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'
Quit talkin' 'bout poppin' off slime (Nothin')
Most of y'all n*ggas ain't built like that
Talkin' 'bout somebody ain't dyin' (pus*y)