You are watching a master at work
This what y'all was waiting on?
I put a couple pounds on since the
Yeah, I ain't gon' even wait on 'em,
We been eating around these parts
Get 'em (Gangsta Gri- zillz)
My block pumping, and I'm tryna keep
If niggas snitching, then I let them niggas
and I'm tryna keep that ho pumping
If niggas snitching, then I let them niggas hold something
(G- G- Get- G- Get 'em) Gangsta

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Get nowand I'm tryna keep that ho pumping
If niggas snitching, then I let
them niggas hold something
need a doctor's note from him
Or his throat from him, these lil
get whipped out your clothes, youngin
I got it all, but I'll beat you like
say I treat her like my old woman
I tell a bitch I'm probably
Yeah, I get that brand new money
I'm touching every dollar that's coming
Stop playing, I know what I'm doing,
I hope his kids not with him
Y'all motherfuckers know me,
I'm a rider in the side of the south
Got the money in the mattress
and the guns in the couch
cockroaches in the ashtray
It's payday 'til my last day, yeah
Walking that line with a lot on my mind
I get that money, never dropping a dime
I don't hate, never, not on my time
I'll put that little red dot on your mind
Talking that crime, but a lot of 'em lying
I'm a pimp to these hoes,
not a pimp in my mind, nah
Hop out that new Ferrari with that
little horse on the side, yeah
ride a nigga broom, witch
stinking up your whole room, bitch
Now, break out the perfume, bitch
And niggas come from off that beach,
I'm in that water like a cruise ship
Straight up, tell 'em, I do's this
One pistol, two clips, I aim at lips
Wayne that shit, shit on y'all
Given to you from the God,
I am the God (Gangsta Grizillz)
money- money on my mental
wet a nigga like a swimsuit
I think they sipping on that "I
Test me if you wanna, bad man,
And if a nigga disrespect me,
then he shall be buried there
got a urge to hit a nigga and swerve
And them birds in the tree
And when you greedy like me,
ain't nothin' better than beef
See, I would meet each one of
Then eat, and pick you little bitches
Shoutout to the green and red
stitches in my tee, nigga
With no Gucci, I'm a double- G,
My brothers, you have sinned