Huey, Memphitz - Tell Me This (G-5) lyrics
[Huey, Memphitz - Tell Me This G-5 lyrics]
(Tell me this) who flyer than
A G-5 airplane (me)
Got badass bitches playing dare game
My bread's up
(my bread's up) my car clean (my car clean)
My bitch tough (my bitch tough) my charms
Gleam (my charms gleam)
All Eyes On Me like 2Pac
26s on the drop and 2 blocks
What, am I everything you not
(BALLIN') raised off them true blocks
Interior paint, rims color coordinating
Yes yes, it's blessed as if the Lord made it
Nah nigga, don't jack, that's for your safety
My guns got heat sensors and no safety
I'm a expert in anything that I do
No cubans, all diamonds are blue
I know you heard about me
No I'm not worried about you
I sit back and relax
Sittin' on Louis couches
That's right, the truth is out, bitch
I knock your tooth-es out, bitch
You ain't ready for what I'm bringing
And who I'm out with
You can flex, front hard, if you want to
Meantime, Huey gonna do what the
Fuck he want to
(Tell me this) who flyer than
A G-5 airplane (me)
Got badass bitches playing dare game
My bread's up
(my bread's up) my car clean (my car clean)
My bitch tough (my bitch tough) my charms
Gleam (my charms gleam)
Who's flyer than a G-5 airplane, me
Got badass bitches playin' choo-choo train
Throw a stack up on it
I'll throw a stack back
Put some gangsters on it
I'mma put some gangster back
It's time to face the facts
The rest of you niggas is lame
I'll tell your boss the same
Yeah I'm killin' the game
Yeah, I'm an A&R, but I've got an AR
That shoot real far
Go straight up in your car
I'm flyer than flavor, stay duckin' a hater
Fuck what you talking about, my nigga
We getting that paper
I know you heard about us
Hit's Committed, the shit, HUEY, he fly
He the type of guy that make a
Whole lot of money for his company
Committed, how we living, never tricking
That's a felony i stay so hi-IIIIigh
I'm so fly
These niggas starting to call me G-5
(Tell me this) who flyer than
A G-5 airplane (me)
Got badass bitches playing dare game
My bread's up
(my bread's up) my car clean (my car clean)
My bitch tough (my bitch tough) my charms
Gleam (my charms gleam)
I'm fly as a pelican, fly as you ever been
Fo' you haters, guess what
My career will never end
Bout to cop a berry Benz
Set it on some berry rims
In the hood, selling stocks
That shit would burys him
I'm gettin' heavy cake
Can't carry my heavy safe
But, I got heavy Ks to
Lift up your heavy face
As a child, I never had a nice life
But thanks to Angie and Memph
I'm in the bright lights
(Tell me this) who flyer than
A G-5 airplane (me)
Got badass bitches playing dare game
My bread's up
(my bread's up) my car clean (my car clean)
My bitch tough (my bitch tough) my charms
Gleam (my charms gleam)
A G-5 airplane (me)
Got badass bitches playing dare game
My bread's up
(my bread's up) my car clean (my car clean)
My bitch tough (my bitch tough) my charms
Gleam (my charms gleam)
All Eyes On Me like 2Pac
26s on the drop and 2 blocks
What, am I everything you not
(BALLIN') raised off them true blocks
Interior paint, rims color coordinating
Yes yes, it's blessed as if the Lord made it
Nah nigga, don't jack, that's for your safety
My guns got heat sensors and no safety
I'm a expert in anything that I do
No cubans, all diamonds are blue
I know you heard about me
No I'm not worried about you
I sit back and relax
Sittin' on Louis couches
That's right, the truth is out, bitch
I knock your tooth-es out, bitch
You ain't ready for what I'm bringing
And who I'm out with
You can flex, front hard, if you want to
Meantime, Huey gonna do what the
Fuck he want to
(Tell me this) who flyer than
A G-5 airplane (me)
Got badass bitches playing dare game
My bread's up
(my bread's up) my car clean (my car clean)
My bitch tough (my bitch tough) my charms
Gleam (my charms gleam)
Who's flyer than a G-5 airplane, me
Got badass bitches playin' choo-choo train
Throw a stack up on it
I'll throw a stack back
Put some gangsters on it
I'mma put some gangster back
It's time to face the facts
The rest of you niggas is lame
I'll tell your boss the same
Yeah I'm killin' the game
Yeah, I'm an A&R, but I've got an AR
That shoot real far
Go straight up in your car
I'm flyer than flavor, stay duckin' a hater
Fuck what you talking about, my nigga
We getting that paper
I know you heard about us
Hit's Committed, the shit, HUEY, he fly
He the type of guy that make a
Whole lot of money for his company
Committed, how we living, never tricking
That's a felony i stay so hi-IIIIigh
I'm so fly
These niggas starting to call me G-5
(Tell me this) who flyer than
A G-5 airplane (me)
Got badass bitches playing dare game
My bread's up
(my bread's up) my car clean (my car clean)
My bitch tough (my bitch tough) my charms
Gleam (my charms gleam)
I'm fly as a pelican, fly as you ever been
Fo' you haters, guess what
My career will never end
Bout to cop a berry Benz
Set it on some berry rims
In the hood, selling stocks
That shit would burys him
I'm gettin' heavy cake
Can't carry my heavy safe
But, I got heavy Ks to
Lift up your heavy face
As a child, I never had a nice life
But thanks to Angie and Memph
I'm in the bright lights
(Tell me this) who flyer than
A G-5 airplane (me)
Got badass bitches playing dare game
My bread's up
(my bread's up) my car clean (my car clean)
My bitch tough (my bitch tough) my charms
Gleam (my charms gleam)