Word Play - GiR lyrics

I get the bag, I get the
Sack, I get them racks, ooo

Word Play the Don the truth
Hanging with Chris no Ruth
Ballistic all up in the booth
Tryna get all of the loot
You know I'm harder than you
You know I I be speaking the truth
Ace of the Spade no suit
Saint Louis is my view
Physics gon get me paid
My charisma get me laid
Give her the D no Wade, I am the Don okay?
Messing with me, the price you'll pay
Julio Jones you gon get this fade
Chilling outside sipping lemonade
LSD is what get me straight
Litty my middle name, Salad hе got the cane
Wheezy not talking Wayne
Major not talking Paynе
Through all the fire and flames
Suppression for all of my pain
Outside I'm looking so tame
Look through my mind I'm insane
I do white but I don't care
Word Play cold like polar bears
Dripping sauce like everywhere
I got the plug no electric chair
I'm from the Lou and I ain't got no fear
I'm telling the truth so you bet not dare
Beast in the making like Build-a-Bear
Invader like Zim so call me GIR