g-shit

G-Shit

Do you wanna blow up

Okay

G-Shit

Yeah, I'm on some G-Shit

Yeah

G-Shit

Ain't nothin' bout it

I swear I'm on some G-Shit

G-Shit

What's up

Yeah

You want that G-Shit

Savage life like Webby

See the trap

Lil' Caesars

We servin' hot and ready

Hit the strip club

Money spreadin' like confetti

How the hell you hatin' on me

And you never met me

Gotta keep it G365 days

Bro pass me the loose leaf

We tryna get high today

I'm the owner at the Swagger supermarket

If you want the cheaper price

Bring your shopping cart in

G-Shit

Yeah, I'm on some G-Shit

Yeah

G-Shit

Ain't nothin' bout it

I swear I'm on some G-Shit

G-Shit

Yeah, I'm rollin' through your city

Pockets full, I ain't missin' shit

I pop my shit like it ain't nothin

I got the freshest kicks

I put my mind and money first

Like I can't trust a bitch

Yeah, money in my hand, baby

Yeah, you gotta take a flick

Yeah, she got her ass so fat

That she can suck a dick

Yeah, it's time to put in work

I love the way she doin' it

Yeah, love the way she doin' it

We don't hang with lame

Cause you know they on some sucker shit

G-Shit

Yeah, I'm on some G-Shit

Yeah

G-Shit

Ain't nothin' bout it

I swear I'm on some G-Shit

G-Shit