Released: February 3, 2015
Songwriter: Hodgy
[Produced by Don Cannon]
[Verse 1]
I had a truck man, it's totaled now
I got drunk and crashed into the Soho House
Bitch's titties sitting up, I'm below her blouse
Yeah you can blow me
But first I'm bout to smoke you out
[?] to her friends and boasted about
I motor-boated her then cold shouldered her
Then told her I got real life shit to deal with Mike
5'7" out the womb and I'm still his height
Cap to the back, pour up if you feel this nice
[?]
Too many fish in the sea so I'm swimming like
Ain't no Mrs. Right, bitch I'm Mr. Right
Implementing on my place make sure my shit is flight
Like "What time is it, yeah I'ma beat it tonight."
Tell them dirty niggas [?], I ain't going without a fight
And I'm going for the title, I'm comfortable with the price nigga
[Hook]
HB
If you got drugs, lace me
Either you love or hate me
But you can't stop a nigga
HB
[Verse 2]
Who the hell you thought it was?
Came through hotter than the substance in a coffee mug
And we off the drugs
It's hard to see the haters, all this groupie love
Ain't no time for a debate I'm fucking moving up
I create the freebase then remake what fiends take
I'm mean like a V8
Money stashed in the brief case like I just won a sweeps stake
I'm too high, you're three late
You niggas can't relate, I was born with a rebate
I cremate a cheesecake, been smoking on G8
Then poke your lady's face
Now she understand where I'm cumming from
That's what she tastes
I'm falling through a free space
Knowing where I'm coming from so ain't no need for me to retrace
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Nigga that's G shit, OG shit
I got the shit you OD with
The crack I whip, what I eat with
On the block with a smith and I heat shit
Nigga you not pimping, just a peepsqueak
Just another wannabe wanting to be shit
I travel the world on some G shit
Find some bad bitches, have a freak-nic
You niggas Looney Tunes, Teen Nick
If I don't redeem chips, I leave quick
If models with me slick, is prefix
Nigga catch us in the Hummer cause the G flips
A nigga getting higher than a G6
Flying over the ocean getting seasick
My life flashes before my eyes and it’s scenic
Seeing all these bitches on my penis
[Hook]
[Verse 1]
I had a truck man, it's totaled now
I got drunk and crashed into the Soho House
Bitch's titties sitting up, I'm below her blouse
Yeah you can blow me
But first I'm bout to smoke you out
[?] to her friends and boasted about
I motor-boated her then cold shouldered her
Then told her I got real life shit to deal with Mike
5'7" out the womb and I'm still his height
Cap to the back, pour up if you feel this nice
[?]
Too many fish in the sea so I'm swimming like
Ain't no Mrs. Right, bitch I'm Mr. Right
Implementing on my place make sure my shit is flight
Like "What time is it, yeah I'ma beat it tonight."
Tell them dirty niggas [?], I ain't going without a fight
And I'm going for the title, I'm comfortable with the price nigga
[Hook]
HB
If you got drugs, lace me
Either you love or hate me
But you can't stop a nigga
HB
[Verse 2]
Who the hell you thought it was?
Came through hotter than the substance in a coffee mug
And we off the drugs
It's hard to see the haters, all this groupie love
Ain't no time for a debate I'm fucking moving up
I create the freebase then remake what fiends take
I'm mean like a V8
Money stashed in the brief case like I just won a sweeps stake
I'm too high, you're three late
You niggas can't relate, I was born with a rebate
I cremate a cheesecake, been smoking on G8
Then poke your lady's face
Now she understand where I'm cumming from
That's what she tastes
I'm falling through a free space
Knowing where I'm coming from so ain't no need for me to retrace
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Nigga that's G shit, OG shit
I got the shit you OD with
The crack I whip, what I eat with
On the block with a smith and I heat shit
Nigga you not pimping, just a peepsqueak
Just another wannabe wanting to be shit
I travel the world on some G shit
Find some bad bitches, have a freak-nic
You niggas Looney Tunes, Teen Nick
If I don't redeem chips, I leave quick
If models with me slick, is prefix
Nigga catch us in the Hummer cause the G flips
A nigga getting higher than a G6
Flying over the ocean getting seasick
My life flashes before my eyes and it’s scenic
Seeing all these bitches on my penis
[Hook]
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