G Perico - So Into You (G-Style) lyrics

N'ahahaha
Aye, niggas hear beats like this and
Uh automatically think love songs
But uh, what we fin' to do, I'm 'bout to
Talk about the shit I love
You know what I mean?
This gangsta shit, this street shit
 this thug shit,  this money shit
 this gun shit you know what I mean?
Aye!

Who shot ya? Shit
Probably one of my partners
Got you sitting in them cold
Rooms talking to do doctors
Detectives, please don't start tellin' like
The rest of these niggas
I got bulletproof foreigns and a
Tec for these niggas
Flooded ice, get into the chilly
Tryna turn five hundred into
Five hundred milli-
I'm so into this life that
I'd probably never change
I wanna shit on these niggas
While I keep getting paid tell a bitch
"Fuck off you fucked up" Rubbing
Success in her face
I'm handling business, I ain't doing much
Let these niggas know I been buying pistols
I ain't running to niggas
Just hear about me drumming these niggas, ah
I'm a gangster, to me it ain't no limit
You ain't got shit to die for
You shouldn't be livin'
Nigga live just to hit the block
You might see me on foot
You might see flying in a new car
Three O's at the end of two hundred
That's the price tag
I risked it all so let me enjoy my bag
I see the looks on these niggas faces
Don't nobody wanna build
Niggas just wanna come and claim shit
Fuck the lame shit, one-ten lane switch
Pour out a little 'nac
His brother brains missing
Oh, you losing? I ain't sorry to hear it
If it ain't one of my niggas
Then it ain't none of my business
Keep your hands in your own
Pocket before I get you
Niggas swing this chopper and
It's gon' flip you
My Goyard belt, only used to hold the pistol
Back in the day, I was the G homie's missile
Now them niggas laugh at my fashion
Jeans got a little skinny
I'm a GQ nigga, Ruth Chris, no Denny's
The streets gon' talk when
I bust this Lamborghini
And patron, eating chicken panini
Nigga, that's mob shit, we
Drug dealing, pimping, And robbing shit
Now the cops starstruck when they spot a Crip
Man of my word but some
Words ain't worth keeping
Shit I learned while I was
Growing up in these streets
Sex, money, and violence
I'm so into this shit
Nigga, I love my environment
Really living this shit
Yellow tape and cracking safes
Spend a million cash for my
Niggas that done passed away
I'm so into this

I really like my life
In these streets I can't really explain it
I'll never be through i really like my life
In these streets I can't really explain it
I'll never be through

Ha ha haha g Perico, nigga!
Shit Don't Stop, All Blue, 2 Tha Left
You know what I'm talking about?
I love my life in the streets, nigga
We don't do love songs
You know what I mean?
We loving motherfucking streets, we
Loving this money, We loving these fast cars
We loving the violence, might sound crazy
Right? Hahaha
Shit don't stop, man, shit won't quit
And we just fucking around
You know what I mean? Never ever quit
Never could, never would, bitch g Perico
Just warming up
Probably 'bout drop another project soon
I don't know shit ready
Just throw it out one of these days
Got a few ready
We gon' fuck 'em over, 2018
And you know what my favorite
Thing is? Fuck y'all! Ha ha haha
And that's not to the motherfuckers
That really fuck with me
That's to the motherfuckers that act
Like they fuck with me
You know what mean, but when I
Leave, you what I'm sayin'
You talking big shit about me yeah, fuck you
Now you ain't gotta like me, I ain't gotta
Like you but you gon' respect it
You know what I mean
I'm so into these streets so
I don't know nothing else
Probably don't wanna know nothing else
I'mma get rich though
I'mma go move somewhere big
And fat as a motherfucker but, you know
I'll be around
But uh, back to hating ass niggas
You know what I'm saying, and you bitch ass
Bum ass niggas! Man, fuck y'all!
Nigga, I'm so into this gangsta shit
Shit don't stop, baby aye!
Ha ha haha