歌词

Driving big wheels only, 4 Yeah, 4, 4 I done break that shit on two by two that's four I been takin' that shit too real now I bust that door And I dress myself all white just like the pope Only high class with the G Class, 4 4, 4 You wanna be my boo, you gotta throw some more And I been ballin' all day and night, just how it go Only high class with the G Class, 4 Danny G can't fuck with ya'll, ya'll too rusty Don't fuck with 160, I got a prob' I call my bestie Talkin' out the side of your neck, you better not discuss me Better keep me out your mouth, ya'll disgust me I'mma ball on you like Dwyane Wade Need that new drip on me, Cartier shade Got me lookin' fresh all day, please cut the fade Could give a fuck who you, get the fuck up out my way Got that high sex drive, but I drive faster to the money Got a thing for the chocolate girls, I need a relationship too lusty Been foolin' on the floor, I like lookin' her how she go And I been cruisin' around with my bros, suicide doors, 4 I done break that shit on two by two that's four I been takin' that shit too real now I bust that door And I dress myself all white just like the pope Only high class with the G Class, 4 4, 4 You wanna be my boo, you gotta throw some more And I been ballin' all day and night, just how it go Only high class with the G Class, 4 4, 4 Throw some more, Danny throw some more Smoke that dope, can't say no Swinging my balls, making big dough, drip in Polo, see me glow Pull up Benz jewelry so cold, pull up Benz look at the clothes Look at the shades, Cartier glow, look at the wrist, it's on froze Late night show around the globe Pull up G class feel like car show AJ 1's, black toe, no less than a G for the show You only see me when my grip ain't low Only hood streets know where we go Amok gang outta hood you already know Amok gang make you lose control Smoke that gas, Cheech and Chong Better pass me, don't say hello Suck my energy, crack your bones Slap boom pow can't see the combo Now keep it down low lil hoe, oh Let me run my flow oh oh oh It's so lit I might blow, Undercover drip on the floor Spin like Mike, tornado, pull up G class 4 End of the show, now let's go 4, 4 You wanna be my boo, you gotta throw some more And I been ballin' all day and night, just how it go Only high class with the G Class 4, 4
Writer(s): Filip Krastev Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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