Lyrics GSG Anthem - Papi Kodak

Workin overtime, man I feel like Uncle D
She a fuckin Dime and She a Fuckin Freak
Pass her to the Gang, then we send her to the Streets
She love to hear my song, I fuck her to the beat

She a rap girl, pretty face, pretty rack
Rule number one, gotta have a fat ass
Better stay a couple rounds, let me swim a couple laps
Baby throw it back, make it clap

Stay down in your lane, you a want not a need
Girl fore I had you, I always had me
Schedule booked up like a real fuckin G
Only 5 nights a week, that I sleep
(Shut the fuck up)

Shoot em up at Noon to the sound of the Bells
If he throw the wrong signs up, my homie raising hell
His body hit the ground, but I don't really think he fell
In the bag I Keep a Mac, Cause I don't Fuck with Dell

You know I'm fresh as hell
With a white T in the Stu
We don't do the smoking
Only drinking in the booth
Hand over that bottle
ShIt best be 80 proof
If it wasn't for the Crew
Then I don't know what I'd do

If she ain't on the pill, then I don't wanna fuck
I'm just tryna have sex, I ain't tryna have Lunch
Shawty hang with me, cause she love Smoking Runtz
Plus I eat the pussy, like I eat my captain Crunch

Workin off the Drugs, I'm the student of the Month
Moodles got me pissed tho, I think I need a blunt
Environment so bad that the teachers getting drunk
Seewer was a Bitch, and Dean was a Cunt

SnapBack, No Cap, Get it from behind
She a pretty seven, So I turned her to a dime
I try to go quick, I don't like a slow grind
But behind every fortune, exists a great crime

Thought them homies had a chance, then they turned fed
Y'all can't really trap, I turn my Bud into bread
Snow come in and I push it like a sled
Play with my profits, turn your wifebeater to red

Wake up, pick a beat, woods to the face
No time for class, ain't checking on my grades
Next level crazy, wrote three songs in a day
Best song I made, only needed one take

Kodak back at Teddys, yeah the top baker
50 brass rounds, loaded up and labeled Blazer
Red light on got the mutherfuckin lasers
Come Thru Reggie's everyone, Let's have a Rager

All's straight, yeah we cool in this Bitch
I was 16 when I crashed my first whip
Tried to hit the corner, then I put it in a ditch
Chuck mow said pop the Trunk we gotta move real quick
(Come on bruh)

Yall know im fresh as hell
With a tee in the stu
We don't do the drinking
Only smoking in booth
But if you passing me the bottle
Then it best be 80 proof
If it wasn't for the crew
Then I don't know what I would do