G.T. - Kill Bill lyrics
[G.T. - Kill Bill lyrics]
Brrt ayy, we on that
They got me sleep nigga
Mix the bean with, mix the bean with
Mix the bean with the lean
This shit got me sleepwakin'
Is you coppin' or you not? And
Quit with all that cheap talkin'
Fuck a check up in
Like thirty seconds, nigga
I'm speed ballin'
You can tell you don't get no
Cheese often or don't meet bosses
Rockin' Carti
Ridin' in the whip on offsets
Got the head and dogged her from the back
Now I'm off that my next CD
I'll probably get a million off rap
Until then
I'm droppin' bags off at the trap
Louis that, Gucci that
Brand new Prada bucket hat
I ain't never seen that in the store
What the fuck is that? If I was you
I'd grab all my jewelry and go take it back
And smack your jeweler right in his
Shit for even makin' that
Ayy, nigga, my chain got VS
We ridin' low today
We got the 'bows in the Prius
Niggas hatin' on us, but deep down
They wanna be us
Nigga, to wash all this fuckin'
Money, you need the cleaners, nigga
Hate bein' broke
That's a motherfuckin' wack feeling
Me, I gotta have them hundreds
Stacked up to the ceiling
It's dark as hell outside
But you still see the ice hitting
That shit be dancing
Shit be glowing like it got lights in it
If you know B and you know Nick
It's a price difference
Bro ride around with two straps
Like some dyke bitches
308 got a scope and a beam, I don't fight
Nigga she told me she wanna rap
I pulled my mic out and she got to spittin'
School of hard knocks
I got perfect attendance (A's)
Soon as we get the drop
We gon' spin 'til we get him (For real)
Ridin' in the drop with no top
Where the roof? No receipts on them blocks
Where they at? Where the proof?
Rick Owens shoes, and I mix it with Celine
My bitch got on double C's
I'm a codeine fiend my eyes look Japanese
Smokin' out a pound of Cream Team
Eighteen-hour drive to hit the town
Made a hundred G's
Hoppin' off the train, man
I'ma take the bus back
I don't like to go around
My niggas 'cause they like, "Fuck rap"
Grab a Sprite, pop a seal, nigga
Where the cups at?
Got on a plain white tee, the denim two racks
They got me sleep nigga
Mix the bean with, mix the bean with
Mix the bean with the lean
This shit got me sleepwakin'
Is you coppin' or you not? And
Quit with all that cheap talkin'
Fuck a check up in
Like thirty seconds, nigga
I'm speed ballin'
You can tell you don't get no
Cheese often or don't meet bosses
Rockin' Carti
Ridin' in the whip on offsets
Got the head and dogged her from the back
Now I'm off that my next CD
I'll probably get a million off rap
Until then
I'm droppin' bags off at the trap
Louis that, Gucci that
Brand new Prada bucket hat
I ain't never seen that in the store
What the fuck is that? If I was you
I'd grab all my jewelry and go take it back
And smack your jeweler right in his
Shit for even makin' that
Ayy, nigga, my chain got VS
We ridin' low today
We got the 'bows in the Prius
Niggas hatin' on us, but deep down
They wanna be us
Nigga, to wash all this fuckin'
Money, you need the cleaners, nigga
Hate bein' broke
That's a motherfuckin' wack feeling
Me, I gotta have them hundreds
Stacked up to the ceiling
It's dark as hell outside
But you still see the ice hitting
That shit be dancing
Shit be glowing like it got lights in it
If you know B and you know Nick
It's a price difference
Bro ride around with two straps
Like some dyke bitches
308 got a scope and a beam, I don't fight
Nigga she told me she wanna rap
I pulled my mic out and she got to spittin'
School of hard knocks
I got perfect attendance (A's)
Soon as we get the drop
We gon' spin 'til we get him (For real)
Ridin' in the drop with no top
Where the roof? No receipts on them blocks
Where they at? Where the proof?
Rick Owens shoes, and I mix it with Celine
My bitch got on double C's
I'm a codeine fiend my eyes look Japanese
Smokin' out a pound of Cream Team
Eighteen-hour drive to hit the town
Made a hundred G's
Hoppin' off the train, man
I'ma take the bus back
I don't like to go around
My niggas 'cause they like, "Fuck rap"
Grab a Sprite, pop a seal, nigga
Where the cups at?
Got on a plain white tee, the denim two racks