Hop out the g wag1

1st hook

I ain’t gone lie died inside huffing and puffing that back wood with that sticky icky got me feeling so alive sad thing this the only time

I ain’t gone lie died inside huffing and puffing that back wood with that sticky icky got me feeling so alive blowing indo out the window of the g ride1

1st verse

Rolling rolling in that brand new impala candy paint dripping windows all tinted rims spinning spinning like their windmilling make them pop a vein they get offended I’m game tight you can’t knock my pivot **** salute me like I’m their lieutenant bitch I’m fly no attendant no foreal no pun intended got gold on my locks I be dread swinging piss off the elders we gone crank it they feeling the motion their heads banging trap house booming I step outside my **** already set banging don’t claim no hood but back it up for my **** be bending corners on the block slanging they feeling dope sick they banging my line all you hear my phone is ring ring ringing almost got set up but I blew that **** melon off

Left his Brains on the payment left him to rot now his whole body stinking Feds taking pics hoping I slip but I’m too tactic way to slick a **** hating jealousy is a bitch reach for my chain ima let it rip extendo clip gone make him flip gone ask about me im with the shit real body catcher boy that ain’t no bap in the trending topic baby come get a glimpse pop my shit like I pop her cherry bitches love me like February I ain’t ordinary I’m extraordinary if I die today I’ll legendary1

2nd hook

I ain’t gone lie died inside huffing and puffing that back wood with that sticky icky got me feeling so alive sad thing this the only time

I ain’t gone lie died inside huffing and puffing that back wood with that sticky icky got me feeling so alive blowing indo out the window of the g ride1

2nd verse

Rack in 10k when the day is over chilling booling on interior leather with the top off pull up in that rang rover leaning sipping on that bubble purple

You can mistake it for grape soda get fucked up waking up to hangovers just got the news my **** got packed they took one of ours so we pull up with the get back found the on that did it he was chilling at a kick back rushed his ass and pushed his wig back happened to be a plug so we robbed the killos got high and the rest of the supply we flipped that never ending cycle we gone have to spin back back and forth with the opps Glock with the beam head ass like we playing laser tag my pen is the brush I spit it so vivid how I demonstrate illustrate paint these raps gone check the stats they major fat gone ask your bitch I’m on her top five these **** wack gotta face the facts my **** be trooping like black opps a hustling motherfucker never lack off for a second they thought they had the game on lock but I broke the padlock with the hacksaw big stepper sasquatch love bad bitches and fast cars a panty dropper when her pants off if she got a bbl ima poke it with a knife ima asshole live a provocative life roasting **** now he want to fight battling **** I be up in the cyph