It's mr. 202 **** you know who

G. Pryor, it's greatness when he rolls through

I came back like I dropped my wedding ring

I'm here for everything

They show love from here to Medellin

That Y2G music that you've been waiting for

You know I come thru with them vibes you can't ignore

And ladies love cool G, but the **** avoid him

'cause they know on the mic it gets spooky

Goofy's hating on a **** for what

I know why, it's 'cause I got 'em shaking they butt

Every time you come around she be playing my song

While I got her best friend shaking it in a thong

And she bounce biggity bounce like she from the N.O

Then I'ma slide in it, like a fucking Tenno

I bet she like that, when I hit it hit from behind

And I'll be right back, yeah that's my very next line

I use it time after time, when im speaking my mind

It don't matter if I'm shooting game to a pigeon or dime

They asking who that is talking that shit about the clique

That **** probably mad that his chick got hit

That **** probably mad that his chick got hit

That **** probably mad that his chick got hit

It's the same line, I use it time after time

It don't matter if I'm shooting game to a pigeon or dime

They asking who that is talking that shit about the clique

That **** probably mad that his chick got hit

That **** probably mad that his chick got hit

That **** probably mad that his chick got hit

Don't be mad at us **** be mad at your girl

She for the streets, you steady tryna hand her the world

And start beef, please, we don't fight over cheeks

When it's more, she's like the fourth one this week

I moved on 3 clits ago pushing on a different hoe

Tryna get a nut while you sitting there simpin' joe

Nah, **** stand up

You got a dick right, then **** man up

Sad over community box

The chick was easy all it took was these locs

Plus she was eager to show me why they call her the throat goat

Rubber on my dick 'cause industry hoes snort coke

And I don't want residue on my pe-nus

Choking on her throat got her going complete nuts

She like that, while I hit it from behind

And I'll be right back yeah that's my very next line

I use it time after time, when I'm speaking my mind

It don't matter if I'm shooting game to a pigeon or dime

They asking who that is talking that shit about the clique

That **** probably mad that his chick got hit

That **** probably mad that his chick got hit

That **** probably mad that his chick got hit

It's the same line, I use it time after time

It don't matter if I'm shooting game to a pigeon or dime

They asking who that is talking that shit about the clique

That **** probably mad that his chick got hit

That **** probably mad that his chick got hit

That **** probably mad that his chick got hit

The moral of the story if you wouldn't put a ring on it

Then you got reason blowing your dreams on it

Talking 'bout would you buy me a bag

A bag? yeah a bag full of sand

Girl I ain't your man and you know that

Now she's starting to be annoying as a Crobat

But picture me giving a fuck I would rather get in a truck

Smash the gas then crash directly into a pump

And let it be known, as soon as you go to work

Her favorite M.C. Be up under her skirt

And she likes that, when I hit from behind

And I'll be right back, yeah that's my very next line

I use it time after time, when im speaking my mind

It don't matter if I'm shooting game to a pigeon or dime

They asking who that is talking that shit about the clique

That **** probably mad that his chick got hit

That **** probably mad that his chick got hit

That **** probably mad that his chick got hit

It's the same line, I use it time after time

It don't matter if I'm shooting game to a pigeon or dime

They asking who that is talking that shit about the clique

That **** probably mad that his chick got hit

That **** probably mad that his chick got hit

That **** probably mad that his chick got hit

I use it time after time when I'm speaking my mind

It don't matter if I'm shooting game to a pigeon or dime

They asking who that is talking that shit about the clique

That **** probably mad that his chick got hit

That **** probably mad that his chick got hit

That **** probably mad that his chick got hit

It's the same line, I use it time after time

It don't matter if I'm shooting game to a pigeon or dime

They asking who that is talking that shit about the clique

That **** probably mad that his chick got hit

That **** probably mad that his chick got hit

That **** probably mad that his chick got hit