Текст песни G Round - Zotiyac

(Wow, for the win, that could be it)
Ayy

Beatin' that block up, have my foot on they necks and these niggas ain't got up, uh
Block on the back of the gun, yeah, that mean that lil' nigga whole block gettin' shot up
Uh he shit gettin' put up
I'm at the crib with yo' bitch on
Yo' couch with my foot up, huh
Lil' nigga, good luck
Bullets be fryin' and bakin'
His ass like a cooker

Ayy, shit'll get shiesty (Ayy)
One shot in his head
He restin' in peace (Ayy, ayy)
Nigga got popped up on Ellis
The cops take forever
To come to the East (Ayy)
She feelin' my dick
She think it's my Glock
'cause I got a gun in my briefs
Ayy, I'm feelin' this bitch
She givin' good top and buyin' me
Somеthin' to eat

Yeah, ayy (Ayy, huh? I can fuck with that)
She do not givе top off the top
I can't fuck with that (Ayy, I ain't fuck with it)
Niggas bitches workin' for the cops
Writin' sucker raps
This bug-ass bitch want me to cuff
I can't trust in that (Ayy, yeah, they do)
No, I cannot put my hand out, bitch
Pay my right now (Ayy)
Got her man, how she be fanned out
Playin' me right now (Ayy)
Ayy, no 69, she'll suck my dick
While she layin' upside down, huh
No 6ix9ine, niggas tellin' shit to
The police so they can write it down
Ayy, like, "Bitch, wipe me down," ayy
She say, "Pipe me down," ayy
She say, "You don't listen," ayy
Bitch, I'm high right now, ayy
Bitch, I'm shit talkin', ayy
Better not turn me down, ayy
Better not say that name, ayy
Won't be fuckin' found, ayy
Ain't Dolly Gee 'round here
Put a lil' nigga brains on the fuckin' ground
Uh, shit'll get foul if he get out of bounds
Lil' nigga, just stay in your house

Uh, bitch nigga, stay in your house
Got a couple of niggas who say
You're a mouse (Say he a rat)
Beat up the road, and then pull to his block then shoot back, nigga
We bangin' it out (Stay G5)
.40 on my lap, put yo' bitch ass on a medallion
Yo' whole circle green as fuck
And they get ate just like a scallion

Ayy, shit'll get shiesty (Ayy)
One shot in his head
He restin' in peace (Ayy, ayy)
Nigga got popped up on Ellis, the cops take forever to come to the East (Ayy)
She feelin' my dick, she think it's my Glock, 'cause I got a gun in my briefs
Ayy, I'm feelin' this bitch, she givin' good top and buyin' me somеthin' to eat

(Wow, for the win, that could be it)