Since99, Meezy SG - Gwen lyrics

Servin' that Gwen, Stefani (Uh, huh)
I just made a two band jugg, no Ronny
(Uh, huh)
Drop-step hit across, like Mike Conley
(Cross)
He gettin' lost in the sauce, but follow
(Lil' bitch)
Pourin' a deuce in my eggnog, jolly (Lean)
'Bout to go kick me a flip, no Nollie
(Go kick)
Said he gon' run up on me? Oh golly
If we keepin' it real, he sweeter than Trolli
(Uh, huh)

Whole lotta red on his shirt, like Carti
(Whole lotta red)
Bad bitch gon' whip up the work off the molly
Shoot at two bitches, but this ain't iCarly
(Nah)
We back in Richmond, no mo'fuckin' Roddy
(yeah)


Niggas be sick, I'm the shit, I'm so cocky
(I'm cocky)
Told that lil' bitch "Eat the dick
Make it sloppy" (Eat it)
Bitch, you on shit, niggas bitin', they copy
I'm in the whip, 99 got the tommy (Skrrt)

Keepin' that G on me, feel like I'm Eazy
(yeah)
I switch out the clip and I make it look easy
(Pew) four, five, six
Make him dance like he breezy
Off of one video, made it on TV (I'm on it)

He talkin' shit, we gon' put him on TV
(On God)
If I was you, then I wouldn't wanna be me
(On God)
Say he a shooter, we know they was BBs (yeah)
Why you keep purpin', we know you a sweetie
The fuck? (What you doin'?)

I just caught me an opp at the Tim Horton's
(Uh, huh)
Presidential, your bitch say I'm important
(Bitch)
All this gas that I got, it was imported
(Wow) so I'm scrappin' the trap
Like I'm screen recordin' (Uh, huh)

I need two-thirty racks, like I'm '10 Jordan
(I need racks)
Niggas sleepin' on Meezy, they been snorin'
(They sleepin') niggas say they the plug
But they bang cordless (They not)
He be snitchin' and rattin', he informin'
(He do) we throw bread on his head
But that scent scornin' (yeah)
I fuck bitches in Tampa, put them in order

I took her out Pink Dolphin and
I put her in Ethika (Oh Lord)
Say he got him a chain, it's a replica
Cartier frames, they affectin' my retina
(I'm blinded)
I just paid twenty-five hundred for cellular
(Lil' bitch) smokin' on alien, nightmare
Ain't got exotics, we got it 'em there
(We got it right there) movin' robotic
Stick to the gas, I ain't doin' narcotics
(Pew)
I run to the money, I feel like I'm Sonic

Nigga, I'm the plug, what you want? I got it
(I got it)
Nigga, fuck your bitch, right here
She bop it (She bop it)
Now you ugly
You look like that shit off The Hobbit
Bitch, I'm straight up at Neiman's, I want
I'ma cop it niggas rappin', we pull up
We makin' him stop it
He got racks in his hand, we pull up
Make him drop it he keep talkin' to feds
Zip your lips, nigga, lock it
And this bitch want me wifin'
I'm changin' the topic

They ask what I'm doin'?, I'm chasin' a bag
(Okay) i'm takin' their streams and
I'm makin' 'em mad (The fuck)
He played me his music, that shit was trash
That shit out the window, got ran over fast
(That shit was garbage)
I get a QP and wrap it in glass
Ain't workin' for free, just give me the tag
He smokin' on weed, we smokin' on gas
Want smoke? I'm a fiend, we pull up with mags
These hoes in my DMs
They look like my grandma (Uh, huh)
I support the whole sea on a Kool-Aid Jammer
I hit me a lick, give that shit to my grandma
(yeah grandma)
He savin' them hoes, he feelin' like Hancock
(yeah)

I feel like I'm Druski, I put him on camera
(I put him on) lil' bitch
I know that I'm lookin' like Anders (yeah)
Or maybe I'm lookin' like the
Son of Colonel Sanders
They addin' my bitch, Ned Flanders

Damn we really doin' this shit
Meezy and 99
We really doin' this shit (Bitch, uh huh)
Yeah okay