Lyrics NO COMP - Gee Baby

You see uh I like ya, and I want ya
AET my gang, Gee Baby my name yeah

Went to music for the pain
It get me back in my zone
Wrap the 40 like ya baby mama wrapping her dome
James Bond wit the moves ya know I carry the chrome
Have a nigga young as me to come and kick in ya home

Slide, lazy eyes, bitch I'm fried
Got me geeked up
Yo bitch watch me count up all the bread
Wit my feet up
Dodge a fake and never talk to feds
Keep it Gee bruh
Yo vest can't protect shots at ya head
Bitch you better duck

Nah I'ma slide
Young nigga had to cut ties
It be yo own kind spreading them lies
And I ain't blind I just peek thru the blinds
Yeah I peep shit thru the shade but I ain't gotta run my mouth
Catch me pimpin in my Honda runnin plays around the south
Keep ya distance when ya see a Gee
Dropping hits repeatedly
She sound like a symphony
Suckin me, this the end of me
Simply said I be the greatest to pick up a mic
Be strapped up like a dike, like pussy you gone lose your life
Not Mj, but I got a beat it groove
I'm so super smooth
Balling like derozan wit the raptors how a nigga shoot
You thought I was throwed before
Bitch I'm another dude
Alarm clock 40, hear it ring and then nigga snooze

Went to music for the pain
It get me back in my zone
Wrap the 40 like ya baby mama wrapping her dome
James Bond wit the moves ya know I carry the chrome
Have a nigga young as me to come and kick in ya home

Tell my team set the floor, let's go
Let me set the mood
All this flossing in ya fashion
Why you moving how you do?
Why yo grill stay in yo mouth?
Who gone play you like a fool?
Why you always bout that action?
Why you gripping on ya tool?
I won't lose, too much time done been spent on being great
And I can't wait, til all my niggas winning and they got a plate
I won't fake
Ain't a nigga outchea doing it like Gee
Talk to me
I ain't had no comp so why tie up my sneaks

Bitch slide, lazy eyes
Bitch I'm fried
Got me geeked up
Yo bitch watch me count up all the bread
Wit my feet up
Dodge a fake and never talk to feds
Keep it Gee bruh
Yo vest cant protect shots at ya head
Bitch you better duck

Aye man, aye man
I tell you Gee Baby ain't none to play with
That fool ain none to play with
Young suckas, y'all betta back on up
(Aye my nigga Litty B in Japan)

Gee Baby not to play with on God
Watch out
AET the gang that what he said AET the gang
AET the gang, yeah
Gee Baby his name
Gang