I'm a G (feat. Lil Wayne & Brisco)

Uh, I wear the gun like a girdle

Bullet proof car got me feelin like a turtle

Shit, these **** ain't satisfied until they get murdered, you heard me?

Yeah, and I'm a G, you don't know a motherfucking thing about me

I tell you one motherfucking thing bout me

Bitch, I got so much money on me, uh

I'm lookin thug in the Bentley (who)

I gotta few slugs don't tempt me (ah)

Khaled put me up on the firm mats (Khaled)

I'ma million dollar ****, lets' confirm that (Ross)

I rep carrot city out in Vegas (Vegas)

N the matchin hundred dollar bracelet (Who)

Mo guns then the Matrix (Matrix)

Neo reload, get ya face twist

Cartel cocaine by the cases (cases)

Cartel more cars then the races (races)

AK's on the lear jets (G4)

Rick Ross I'ma real threat

Uh, I wear the gun like a gurtle

Bullet proof car got me feelin like a turtle

Shit, these **** ain't satisfied until they get murdered, you heard me?

Yeah, and I'ma G you don't know a motherfuckin thing bout me

I tell you one motherfuckin thing bout me

Bitch I got so much money on me, uh

Standin in the blue house choppa in my right hand

Stomach growlin bris gotta feed fam

I gotta meet a man the man with them kilograms

He bouta get jammed by the open locker goons

I found a needle in the hay stack (Hay stack)

Put boy in to flood the streets n got my weight back

Now i'm known around day as the young don

Ain't no bitch made pussy's where I come from (Nah)

Ain't no dick ain't stoppin shit

8 pound on da pinky bird fat on the wrist

(On the wrist) So far so hood

When da rounds hit his ass it ain't look so good (So good)

Now he leaving in the black bag

He a roach, the Bris be the black flag

And don't leave ya dope round me

Straight gutter for real, ask your homie bout me

Uh, I wear the gun like a girdle

Bullet proof car got me feeling like a turtle

Shit, these **** ain't satisfied until they get murdered

Ya heard me?

Yeah, and I'm a G, you don't know a motherfucking thing about me

I tell you one motherfucking thing about me

Bitch, I got so much money on me, uh

Fat paper bag, brown paper bag

Rubber band ,green paper cash , yep

Fuck wit em get the laser tag

Ya'll **** betta wave a flag it is ova

I walk wit a hand gun ride wit more

Froom it must be the coops or sumthin

Since I love her i'ma put some candy on that hoe

I go topless, no panties on that hoe

See, ya'll **** think it's sweet sweet tooth ****

Get shot in the teeth, like that boi

I got guns where guns aren't supposed to be

You need to get a full dose of me, im crack (yeah)

Uh, I wear the gun like a girdle

Bullet proof car got me feeling like a turtle

Shit, these **** ain't satisfied until they get murdered, you heard me?

Yeah, and I'm a G, you don't know a motherfucking thing about me

I tell you one motherfucking thing bout me

Bitch, I got so much money on me, uh

**** low I'm illatic (Whoo)

Know who you dealing with (Whoo)

Fuck ya pretty whip, you **** ain't killin shit

Every bird I whip, fucking every bird I'm with

I'm ya Makeveli, sucka, where that murder hit

Ya'll **** ain't trill (Trill)

Ya'll **** know the deal (Deal)

Ya'll **** wanna deal (Deal)

What you talkin is irrelevant (Irrelevant)

Shit a leave a whole in the elephant (Boom)

So if I got it then I'm selling it (Selling it)

Need cheese cake like Frederick (Whoo)

You hear the rhetoric, prick, you not a predicate

Rick in a 7-6 six-shot metal kit (Ross)

Uh, I wear the gun like a girdle

Bullet proof car got me feeling like a turtle

Shit, these **** ain't satisfied until they get murdered, you heard me?

Yeah, and I'm a G, you don't know a motherfucking thing about me

I tell you one motherfucking thing about me

Bitch, I got so much money on me, uh

Ross