G.I.H.F.

(What's happenin', Chi Chi?)

This that share each other shoes 'cause we brothers

This that fall out 'bout no hoes, we don't love 'em

This that post up with your sack out there in the apartments, ayy

This that shootin' dice to cop the Jordans, ayy

This that alley-hoop a **** ass and dunk, ayy

That poke a **** ass for the bottom bunk, yeah

This that trap music, doe be like the gump

How the hell I'ma leave my warriors and I'm smokin' Durant

Young **** shit, back on young **** shit, ayy

Bitch, won't you come and suck a young **** dick

I put a band on a head, no flute, got a drum on this stick

I bought my college girl a teacup and my hood bitch a pit

I put some racks in my mama purse for all the times I stole from her

I don't know if Sergio my ****' father, but I swear all my bros gunners

Five thousand on her titties, everybody not real

Hit for one, he was in that car, but everybody got killed

Everybody pop pills, all my **** pop seals

Oh, you gangster? No, you not, chill

Money callin', Rucci steerin' wheel

Realest out the alphabet, I'm just bein' real

Tryna let my food digest but I want every meal

This that ho, don't use your teeth, you know your dentals fine

This that pull a sheet back, let his mama identify him

This that I need two pairs of all-white 1's at Finish Line

This that Christian Dior I could've bought ten pair of Lebrons

Sportscar, Hellcat don

Shit, there go 12, let's run

Car came with umbrellas

Dickriders, all this fame came with a bunch of 'em

The ho a dime, but I still wish I could unfuck her

Goat in human form, yeah

Goat in human form, yeah

Goat in human form, yeah

Goat in human form, yeah

Goat in human form

Goat in human form

All these **** 12 without uniforms