Lyrics G.I.G.O - Lil 2z

Aye, yuh, hold on.
(Tryna tell these niggas, man.)
Aye
(Damn juice, you Drippin sauce)
How many times I gotta tell you? Boy I'm really on that cash shit.
Ima serve a nigga the same hand I wipe my ass with.
We grew up with momma.
We ain't have no dad, bitch.
These niggas had silver spoons and ours was kinda plastic.
Bitches sucking dick for guap and call they self a bad bitch.
Yes, I talk my shit a lot cause I ain't never had shit.
Niggas think I'm hurt bout what they said, but I be laughing.
Bitches ask me, can I give her head,
I started laughing.
I got high as fuck and then decided to do this song.
I know it's family first but your family do you wrong.
I just be like fuck it, I'll be better off alone.
Wipe my hands with all this shit and change the number to my phone.
Took the extendo out the nine cause I couldn't bring it in the club.
They said come with something smaller so I went and bought a snug.
Run this shit, I feel like poppa bear And these niggas some cubs
I get in and get up out of there, ain't tryna kiss and hug.
I get in and get up out of there, ain't tryna kiss and hug.
I get a lot of hate but I be getting a lot of love.
Forgot I had a bitch cause I was booted off them drugs
They say when it rains it pours, but I been in a flood.
When this nigga get that crazy? When he started doing that?
I'm from Dallas, baby
I know how to watch my back.
How come every time I see him, shit don't add up to his raps?
Niggas say they diamonds dancin but ain't got shit on they neck.
All this dressing in thousand dollar, bitch I be stylin.
Valet parked the dodge in it just to do some shopping.
Momma won't be stressing long, her son just started poppin.
Niggas wanna be batman only when they round the robin.
(Pussy)
It was either goulash Every night Or sloppy joes.
I blow a lot of boogers like I got a runny nose.
These niggas gon be bitches and these hoes gon be hoes.
Don't ask me what I'm smoking, you can smell it on my clothes.
(There go that light skin with them tats)
Got a nigga pissed.
Smith and Wesson ain't got no safety, I might shoot my dick.
Lil mama brought a camera with her, I might shoot a flick.
Some niggas got it coming to em, nah I ain't forget.
These bitches think they knowing everything then take yo ass to Yale.
I'm in wrap with all this paper, look like I deliver mail.
Niggas always whining like these pussy niggas broke a nail.
Yeah, I play it cool but they know I got shells like Taco Bell.
Hahaha
(Nah for real bitch, real talk nigga.
I be playing it cool but I got shells like Taco Bell.
For real.)
Haha, aye.